Dresden: The Sound of White
Thursday, December 29th, 200510am, and we walked out of the Dresden train station into a land of white. A good sounding hostel was located not too far away from the station, and we began walking gingerly through the snow to get there, despite not having a reservation. 15 minutes later, we arrived at the Lollis Homestay, with snow covering us and our heavy packs filled with Christmas presents.
“Hallo, do you have any beds available?” we asked the young receptionist.
She looked at her computer, “No.”