"One day it occurred to me that it had been many years since the world had been afforded the spectacle of a man adventurous enough to undertake a journey through Germany on foot. After much thought, I decided that I was a person fitted to furnish to mankind this spectacle. So I determined to do it. This was in March, 1878." Mark Twain, A Tramp Abroad
Skating into the New Year
My brother and his wife left Heidelberg at the crack of dawn on New Year's Day (and had to fight for a taxi to the train station with a bunch of still-drunk-and-beginning-to-be-hungover partygoers on their way home). That left my parents and sister and her husband to celebrate New Year's Day with us. Everything in the town was closed except for the last remnants of the Christmas Market, which included the outdoor skating rink. And you're never too old to strap on a pair of skates and give it a go.
Aunt J and Uncle M in Karlsplatz, in front of the remaining market stalls and the skating rink
the four of us ice skating/ice standing
ice dancing (shhh! don't tell the obstetrician the patient is skating)
navigating our way through the gobs of little kids (one of whom decided it would be fun to throw snow balls in the father's face)