Saturday, January 10, 2009

The coldest winter ever in...Spain?

Snowy Spain goes as follows:

Sugar Daddy Herb-R.I.P. He got brutally attacked during the night and woke up with no head. But the memories are fond.


Savage snowball fight. We won, of course.



Today the Madrid landscape reminded me of The Chronicles of Narnia and marshmallows.



And the Palacio de Hielo (Ice Palace) reminded me of 7th grade Saturday afternoons and skin colored tights. Lucy and I dominated the skating rink. Watch your back Michelle Kwan.