When I arrived in Europe I could feel the winter. And it seemed like the snow and ice was following me around: Bavaria was covered in white layers when my plane landed, and I also saw snowflakes dancing in Copenhagen.
But the real winter wonderland only happened while I was in Brussels: 
In the almost 3 years that I spent in Brussels I never saw that much snow!
It was rather extraordinary.
(even though in the end it also meant that my flight was cancelled…)
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