Winter is heavy

For the past two days, Munich hasn't been above freezing for more than a few hours a day. Fortunately, its not been raining or snowing, so the effects are unique. My breath condenses on my mustache and the air tastes crisp when it hits the back of my throat. When night settles, a cold hazy fog descends on the streets heavily, and it feels like it needs to snow, but it can't. Led me to stay in last night and watch TV and drink some tea.

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My coworker has evidently shared his cold with me, so I'm doped up on sudafed and popping Halls drops to keep the voice for a conference call at noon. I've got a train booked for the ride to Frankfurt, and will book the airport sheraton so I can get up and walk across the street to the airport to leave on Tuesday.