I now have a new top 10 Christmas memory (I’d say favorite, but that seems premature): walking around with my partner, in the snow, at the Christmas market here in Luxembourg City Center. I know I tend towards cynical sarcasm at times, but here I am being utterly sincere. It is too beautiful for words. So here are the photos instead:
We live in a neighborhood called the Gare, which is just across a bridge into downtown. With the grey skies, cold and gloomy weather, and all the bridges, I will never need to be homesick for Portland again! Here are some shots crossing the bridge into city center:
The Christmas market itself is of fair size, and swallows the entirety of the open square area in city center. There are food shops, candy shops, clothing shops, Xmas ornament shops, and a nice variety of reasonably priced trinkets. Most importantly, though, there is gluhwein. Oh my baby Jesus is that stuff amazing. It is a hot, sweet, spiced red wine; it is also magical given I had two big mugs of it and didn’t even get tipsy.
Here we are with our first mugs of gluhwein:
There is a large nativity scene on one end, and musicians playing Christmas music on the other. There is even a carousel for the kiddies!
After wandering around awhile and checking out all the shops had to offer, we couldn’t help but refill our gluhwein. We also had a very healthy dinner of potato latkes dipped in applesauce. Very German, and very delicious. And with all the walking we’ve been doing, I didn’t feel one bit guilty about the alcohol and deep fried carbs.
That done, we headed home. My parents are visiting soon, and I can’t wait for them to experience this. I may even get someone to ride the huge ferris wheel thing with me (my partner won’t go near it). Yes, it’s a bit scary, but the view has to be amazing. And with enough gluhwein…