Mestia, digging in

The snow was delightful.

The children never tired of jumping, rolling, packing or playing, nor being generally soggy.

It snowed almost without stop all week.

The snowflakes were huge, like big white butterflies fluttering down.

We took in the local sites, including the churches, monasteries, and a fantastic Museum of History & Ethnography.

Of course we were visited by the ubiquitous friendly village dogs.

I enjoyed the all around low maintenance.

This guy maxed out on free candy from generous Mestians.

And we left a trail of snowmen in our wake.

Our new guesthouse, featuring electricity and insulation;

and our new view (the car remained mostly parked and covered in snow).
In our warm dry beds, everyone was well asleep by the time the fireworks started going off on New Year's Eve.