So a few days ago, we had a road trip pit stop in the commune of Cauterets, a ski resort in the Pyrenees. Unforch on the day we were scheduled to ski, the winds were too strong and the slopes weren't open. Talk abt major bummer. In the end we hiked up to Pont d'Espagne with plastic ice dragon Hyourinmaru. Joyeux Noel u guyz.
It was a winter wonderland in Gordes initially. Then the wind blew so hard and the temperatures dropped so low and my minnetonkas gave out on my feet that I thought I was gg to die of frostbite. Winter is the most ironic season of the year.
Left Nice and headed out to Gordes (Southeastern France, Provence Alps Cote d'Azur region). A very very picturesque town where everything is built from the same beigey stone. Woke up to the prettiest morning snow and proceeded to freeze my ass off hunting for villages and fountains. I thought my feet were going to break off. NEED UGGS. Anw, pik is of Gordes @ sunset. I'll post the snow piks l8r!