I’m not particularly in the Christmas spirit this morning, in fact, I’m more like a less enthusiastic Cindy Loo-Who, losing the meaning of this crass holiday altogether. I wish I were as excited as my 12 year-old cousin about the commercialism and loot, but alas, I am not. The view from my window this morning was absolutely lovely, however, and I thought I’d share.
Bavaria from my window on Christmas morning:
You're allowed to hate me now.
Merry Christmas
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