It snowed in Dijon.
I'm from tropical, sunny Miami, FL.
Just let that sink in for a moment...
"OMG, they killed Barbara!"
Imagine this little Miami girl's excitement when she gazing upon a landscape carpeted by a pristine layer of plush, white snow in her neighborhood! She just had to brave it out and explore...
For those of you who are pretty much barricaded by snow for nearly 6 months of the year, I must stress that Dijon rarely has snow. But when it snows...it snows.
Compare my current bedroom view to the Sunday a week ago, the one just after Thanksgiving...
Anyway, continuing with the winterwonderland adventure...
After 15 minutes or so, I finally arrive to the Centre Ville's Christmas Village!
Regardless of the winter dangers, distractions come in all forms at Dijon's Christmas Village! There are white ornately decorated Christmas trees.
Wooden gabled-roof kiosks with vendors welcoming people to do their Christmas shopping and vin chaud drinking (or cheese-buying).
There is even a ride for the kiddies!
(The caboose on "The Little Enchanted Train" was, ironically enough, from Miami Beach.)
I also learned the painfully hard way that my cute $30 boots from Target were utterly useless for frolicking in the snow. Water seeped in through the leather barrier and soaked my socks! I had blocks of ice for feet and by the time I got home, I had to defrost them and place my socks out to dry on my room's radiator. I also had to dig out my rather untrendy, but thankfully waterproof, black boots from last year.
I may be freezing in the glacial temperatures outside, but I'm still better off than these glass sculptures that were seen chilling out in Dijon's Christmas Village!
(Yes. This is indeed a snail ice sculpture. I would not expect anything less here in escargot-infested Bourgogne.)
At night, you can see Dijon's lights all over the Centre Ville!