Last month, I went on a winter camping trip with some friends to a yurt. Started off with me breaking a ski pole in the first three minutes (thank goodness for people who plan ahead and bring extras) but it was really fun overall and so, so beautiful! The air was so fresh, skiing in was a nice and the yurt was cozy. Despite having the most uncomfortable beds ever. My favorite part was the night ski. The sky was so dark and was filled with stars that I can't even remember exist when I'm in the city. It was cold, as evidenced by my frosty hair, but completely worth it!