Who knew snow could be so much fun?

Wow! Snow! Hamish and I couldn’t believe it! That was snow, literally snow, right in front of us. We could touch it, feel it, let it freeze our hands and still be happy about it. Little snowflakes coated my fingernails like some twisted version of nail varnish, snow being thrown under jackets sending shivers of cold down our backs. Snow was a beautiful thing! Did I mention that this was 9:30 at night? Never mind, we were excited to go out and play in it. The snow looked so inviting. The snow, freshly laid, was perfect for making snowballs. Snowballs fights were held, sliding down the hill, snow splattered in our faces, laughter filling the air. The night passed and frozen hands were in desperate need of warmth so leaving the winter wonderland behind, we went to bed closing the shutters and hoping the snow would still be there tomorrow.

The blind slowly retracted, revealing a world of white. The snow was still there! This was a big surprise as that it was still there, particularly after Uta’s prediction that, being the first snow of the season, it would likely melt away before morning. Breakfast was soon over with the possibility of going back into the snow swimming in our heads. Could we? When could we? What would we do?

The answer was of course tobogganing. Ulli gave us three toboggans to use. Two discs which were good for short races, and a red one with the handles that you pulled back on for safety. With Hamish and Amelia in charge this resulted in a sideways drift, capsizing us into a snow drift. Laughter once again filled the air, hilarious screams of ‘I’ve got snow down my back, what do I do?’. I didn’t know that snow could be so fun … and cold, very cold.

After a quick clean up of snow, wet jackets hung up, we headed out to visit Frankenstein’s Castle, a picturesque place and just as creepy as it sounds. Then it was time to pick Paul up from school. In Germany school finished for Greta at 11.30 and for Paul at 12.30. Paul asked if we wanted to go back out to the snow. We obviously did. We had so much fun tobogganing down the big hill, tipping over because of the giant holes. Paul and Hamish made the world’s largest snowball arsenal, that was eventually destroyed by throwing them at Greta and Amelia. After the snowball fight, Paul and Hamish made a humongous snowball that we were determined to bring back home. However after we struggled to bring it up the hill to the gate due to the friction of plants vs. sled, we decided to break the large snowball into smaller pieces and carry them up the hill. These smaller snowballs eventually went into the creation of our snowman. We were able to use traditional snowman dressings such as a carrot for his nose and black pot for his hat. His name was Paul the second of Germany, after Paul (human) who had actually come up with the idea to make a snowman. The next day as the snow melted we checked on our snowman, unfortunately Paul the second of Germany is no longer around.