Another little excursion I had in the snow was a winter trip to Weimar - the literary capital of Germany and home of Goethe and Schiller. I'll never forget this trip as I managed to head to the wrong hostel in the middle of nowhere in a forest in the snow. I had to call my mum in England and get her to look up the phone number of the hostel on the internet so they would let me in even though they were closed for the weekend as I had missed the last bu back to town. I don't think either me or my mum got much sleep that night but the trip was great.
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