Snowflakes and Absinth.

First day of 2011 started with... yay. A cold. Smacked me right in the head the second I woke up. At least I was obviously over the France thing. So I spent the whole day (minus a brief outing for lunch) in bed, watching 30 Rock on my laptop trying to beg my flu to go away.
We only have two nights set aside for Prague, and I didn't want to miss one second of it.
In Prague now. It snowed. Actually snowed, right in front of me... right into my awaiting hands... We're on a tour for the next week of our trip. Our guide looked back at me and The Boy several times with a confused expression as we never seemed to tire from walking, tongues sticking far out from our grinning faces, in eager anticipation of catching and eating snowflakes.
And tonight, as if the snowfall wasn't enough, we chased down a little door that read, "The Absinth Shop." among the souvenirs we purchased to take home, I downed a cocktail named moonshine, which was made on black absinth and topped with strawberries drizzled with absinth chocolate.
Still have the sore throat and stuffy nose, but it seemed far less important tonight. Travel just doesn't get any better than this.

This photo's from earlier in the day when I first spotted it. Later, when we ventured out, the streets were deserted *cue creepy theme music*