I´m pretty sure I´ve become really bad at dealing with winters, but one thing I do LOVE about real winters are going into the mountains, driving through the most amazing landscape. It is fairy-tale like, magical and mysterious. This weekend a group of my friends and I spent our time drinking to many glasses of wine, watching the snow playing up all crazy around us, doing a very short cross country trip, just to feel the cold wind on or cheeks. Followed by more wine, burning wood and slow-mood at my friends cabin.