One real advantage of living in Oslo is that it takes 20 minutes from downtown to the ski tracks and slopes. This morning it was minus twelve, the tracks were newly laid, only an elk and a hare had used them before us. Almost a meter of snow and crisp winter air. At midday a pale sun tried, in vain, to heat the air a bit, but it promised to return later in the mont to make the days – and the skiing trips – longer.
Home for a hot shower. And maybe a beer? I’ll see if I still have a bottle of Nøgne ø IPA left after Christmas.