Fifty-five

I'm trying to make a post with 55 pictures of Budapest, mummified hands, Turkish baths, Holocaust memorials and monuments to fishermen, but technical difficulties are crippling the process.

This past weekend Rachel, Jenny and I went on a snowshoe weekend with somewhere in the Hautes-Alpes with IntEGre, an international student group. It was a long bus ride away, and a long hike up a cold, windy path to our mountain refuge, but we had a great time and enjoyed some amazing scenery which I'll be sure to share as soon as my computer starts cooperating.

I fear I'm going to have to cancel my Ireland plans - it's turning out be a logistical nightmare and the dire lack of guaranteed lodging further compounds my doubt about making a relatively hassle-free trip. I'll just have to stay in Grenoble and console myself with the annual jazz festival and snowboarding. Sigh. Compromises.