Ok, so that's a little bit of a lie. My first Christmas Market wasn't really close to me... I went back down to Bamberg for a weekend to visit with some friends. I stayed with a friend in her fabulous house on a hill - the view over Bamberg is stunning!
The next day, the crisp winter air just begged to be walked around in, so Franzi and I took off to meet up with friends and enjoy a Glühwein.
Walking through the market left us all sufficiently chilled and in need of a mug of Glühwein. Glühwein is the German name for hot spiced wine. It's absolutely delicious - red wine with hints of cloves, orange and cinnamon... Mmm. On a cold day, a single mug hits the spot like nothing else.
Unfortunately, around this point in time, it started to rain. Doubly unfortunate, all the standing room with a roof overtop was full. So we improvised and stood in the large Christmas tree next to the stand.
On another weekend, this time a little closer to home, I went to the Weihnachtsmarkt in Celle. Celle is already a beautiful historic city with some houses dating from the 1500's. Add a Christmas market, with it's lights and garlands and tantilizing smells, and it becomes absolutely picturesque. In one corner is the "Old Market" set up to look like it's popped out of the middle ages. There was a blacksmith and a man carving rocks, an old set of stocks... It was a neat little place to look at.
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