I don't know what has been up with ycool lately but I haven't been able to get to it! So probably you haven't either. And I'm sure you've been trying. Everyday you have been pounding your keyboard in anguish screaming "Where is Sharah's blog?! Why can't I get to it?! I need to read about the rest of her trip to Vienna! I can't live this way! Oh world, why do you hate me?!"
I am so sorry. But here it is and we're back in business!
I had a lovely Christmas at home with my parents and sister in our nice, heated apartment. (Oh central heating! How I miss you!) Mom wanted to take family pictures in front of the tree to match the ones they took with Larisa and Hayden and Froggie when they had been visiting some weeks earlier. They had had a little photo shoot with Hayden's fancy-pants camera and the pictures turned out really nice.
See, like this one:
Nobody in the family has the skills to just photoshop the rest of us in so Mom wanted to take similarly posed photos with Melece and me so we could kind of pretend that we had all been together (Larisa and Hayden spent Christmas with his family in England). And Robert could just.... feel left out, I guess.
Mom complained that I wasn't cooperative. I was plenty cooperative! I even went and put makeup on after she told me to! And yes, she did tell me to put makeup on. Taming my 'fro was not enough for her, my face had to look good too.
See! I'm posing! I look happy and excited to be there! How more cooperative could I be? And apparently my "uncooperativeness" rubbed off on my sister because instead of looking all boring like she does above she started looking more awesome, like me.
I guess Mom just doesn't want so much awesomeness in her family pictures.
The Monday after Christmas was our last full day together so we took a road trip to Hungary. We were all a little disappointed when we crossed the border without having our passports stamped.
Here we are just after arriving in Sopron, Hungary:
Yay! A Hungarian flag!
I forget what was happening in this picture but it was probably awesome. Or maybe it was just Melece complaining about how cold it was.
Pretty town square in Sopron.
Just to clarify, this is a picture of me in front of a pretty church, not of the restaurant advertisement or the car about to run me over. Just in case you weren't sure what you're supposed to be looking at. Hungarian church, see! And me wearing mittens! Yay!
And Santa climbing in someone's window.
On the way back we stopped to take a picture of this sign because it almost says "Melece." It doesn't say "Melece" but it almost does, see?
Obviously, anyone who told you "almost doesn't count" didn't know what they were talking about. Otherwise why would I be posting this on my blog?
Melece left Tuesday morning and I left Tuesday night. Tuesday afternoon, after Melece had left but before I left, we drove up the nearby mountain to look at the view of Vienna.
And that, dear readers, was my Christmas trip to Austria.