c'est la dernière minute. bof.

Well, I have a to-do list that's about two miles long which I have to complete before leaving the country in about 14 hours... Yet I'm sitting here because between sending invoices, making phone calls and staring blankly at my empty suitcase, I became suddenly and inexplicably consumed with the idea of blogging something so magical, it might make your heart explode with Christmas joy.

Ok, I'm probably exaggerating a little. But, I made the video below at the Christmas market -- which is, hands-down, my favorite thing about this city. Of course, it would be so much better for you to experience this in person: the smells of spiced mulled wine, cinnamon churros, raclette, crêpes, waffles and the buzz of Christmas songs playing softly. I'm actually sad to leave it so early in December, despite having gone nearly every evening since it opened.

I know, the quality isn't so great and there are no fancy effects or even any funny cats, but well, you've read this much of my pointless blog, so why not waste another minute and a half?

Le siiiiiiigh. Amirite or amirite?