Gol in the snow

I'm not yet sure if Gol is really pretty just because it's covered in snow, but today it was warmer and a little slushy, but still pretty, but I am suspecting that it's just pretty. I like the fact that it's teeny tiny and everyone seems friendly and chatty.

We visited the sheepskin store and two tiny dogs were padding around, their little feet making clip-clip sounds on the wooden floorboards. The chap in there chatted for ages imparting loads of interesting information about the history of the sheepskin market. He told us that whole families would sleep naked in one bed a long time ago, warmed by one enormous sheepskin rug. He also showed us a wooden marital bed, that had been repainted in 1852 - can't remember the actual date of production. Inside was an old marital sheepskin quilt with traditional markings for protection (an animal) and fertility (sunshine and water). The materials were soft and luxurious, but very expensive - Karl Lagerfield had apparently a quilt from him some time ago (and said it okay to tell others about this). Took off his glasses, but not his gloves.

Anyway, I'll pop some pics below of our trek around Gol.

Over the river

River icicles