As we entered the heavy main doors, we were immediately welcomed by that blast of cold air from the inside.
What is there too see? Ice sculptures of course.

I think this is a multi-colored igloo...

A buddha?

A dragon...
The initial thrill of that draft of cold air on your face was just that. Initial. After a few minutes, I was dying to leave the hall for dear life! The -18 degrees was not thrilling anymore.
There wasn't a lot to see inside really. The experience of feeling that bitter sting of cold air inside that hall is not much different from the experience I get whenever I defrost my refrigerator. Which reminds me, I should be getting a no-frost soon.
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