Playpark

Woke to heavy snow (still) and a hot house as Lorenc had got the stove going very early, but it was no hardship to plough the snow (with the dog getting in the way at every step) to our dining house for breakfast of doughnuts, sour cream and plum jam - all home made. I only had 5 or 6.
Then it was back down the road - blocked by drifts now - to the bus waiting at the main road, which wasn't too good either but our driver was brilliant and so were his tyres. He took us to our next stop, a small ski resort with a kids' slope and cross country skiing - and nobody but staff and us.
There we had lunch and a walk in the shelter of the forest.
This is the view from our room. Strangely nobody went on the slide or the swings.