OK I’ll admit it, I adore Christmas. Or rather I love our romanticized Victorian
and Dickensian interpretation of Christmas.
Peace on earth, goodwill to all and the chance to make your living room
chintzy without feeling too guilty about it!
And of course buying those special people in your life something
special.
Mrs Stace feels the same way and that is
why at the weekend we drove down to Cologne for a day wondering around the
markets (they have 7 there!) drinking mulled wine, eating wonderful German
outdoor food (bratwurst, weird little potato cakes that drip fat as they are
freshly fried, and pork on a stick – a meter of port BBQ’d on a stick that
is!). And, yes, I have done another 10KM
today to try and make up for it!
The journey there was fairly pleasant, the
motorways in Holland were clear, and the autobahns were clear enough get there
a little earlier than planned (even if not clear enough to see what the new car
can do L). We got to the hotel too
early to check in so we left our luggage with the concierge and went into the
bitter cold to go looking for the first market.
Wow…
Busy… Of course considering that
it was the first weekend of the market it should have been expected, but there
were places where you just couldn’t walk!
Still, the general atmosphere was good and we took a quick look at the
first 3 markets before moving onto the 4th (and the furthest away
from the hotel, we though) and starting to really take a look. Whilst the atmosphere at this market, in the
harbor, was not the best – the stalls were just white tents with no decoration
– the goods that they had there were really interesting.
From little cats, to collections of baubles
and a stall that sold little branches and trunks hollowed out with little
windows. You put a tea light in the
hollowed out bit and get the shadow of whatever is in the little window.
We walked back through two smaller markets,
starting with the mulled wine and food at the same time J, and got some more knickknacks for home, and a couple of gifts for
family. A few of the stalls had some
great little tea light holders. An
opaque glass, with a smaller painted glass in the middle. When you light the tea light the picture is
projected onto the opaque surface, and jumps around as the flame flickers. Really cute.
So a couple of those came back with us.
They are really difficult to photograph, so sorry for the awful pictures
below J
A bit more wandering and we decided that we
needed a break. So a walk back to the
hotel to see if our room was ready (it was) and if we could get the keys (we
could). The room was gorgeous, and we
collapsed on the bed for a quick rest. Well, it was supposed to. I fell asleep L I had
been on the go for 10 hours at the time, and had driven 300km’s. Well that is my excuse and I am keeping to
it!
One rest later and we were on the way
again, it had got much colder! We walked
to the angels market (quite a distance from the hotel) and it was definitely worth
the walk! More mulled wine, more fried potato and more interesting stalls!
There was one double sized stall that was so popular that it had a queue to get
in! But it was worth it, the decorations
there were really well made, and had price to match, but there was a nativity
scene that was just too cute not to buy.
I picked up one of the figurines and changed my mind! Until I realised it was the cost of the set,
and not the single figure J
We finished there and stopped for a non-mulled
wine drink (there are times when you just need something normal!) in a café before
walking back to the other markets to see what they were like at night.
And got distracted by a department
store. I miss department stores. When I was growing up Lewis’ always made an
effort for the Christmas window displays, and I was always so excited to see
what they had done for the grotto… And
we past one that had done exactly that!
After a brief detour, and getting lost in
the store, or rather getting lost trying to get out, we continued on our
way. The first one did not disappoint with
the lights and decorations.
And the wooden sculptures that they had
there were beautifully illuminated, making them very impressive
And then back to the Dom Market, in the
shadow of the cathedral! Ultra busy,
lots of lights and really nice to walk around.
The only problem was that by this point we had been on the go for a long time and the cold was really starting to get to me (it took me an hour
after getting back to the hotel room to stop shivering, Mrs Stace was getting a
little (quite) concerned) so we stopped for more BBQ’d food - a meter of port
on a skewer each, really nice! I can say
that Germans know how to make good outdoor food!
(Oh, and on a side note - I treated myself to a Sony RX100 camera for the trip. As close to a DSLR whilst still being ultra compact as you can get, none of shots used a flash! I'll do a mini review at some point I think)
A wonderful day out, and a really nice
hotel to recover in at the end of it.
The next morning was wet and miserable, and I felt sorry for the people
arriving to do the markets in that weather!
We jumped in the car after a too large breakfast (on holiday you have to
don’t you!) and drove back home.
And of course… Spending hours the day before in the markets
really got us in the mood so once we had lunch I started baking mince pies from
the mincemeat I made at the start of November and we put our tree and
decorations up. Ahhh…..
It's the most wonderful time of the year!
Sounds like you had a wonderful time! :-)
ReplyDelete(I'm looking forward, as I do, to seeing Bergdorf Goodman's windows, and the gowns they always have in Saks! ... I'm just not sure when we'll be heading to New York, though.)
Oops, I forgot - nice pictures! :-)
DeleteExcepting the hyperthermia at the end it was wonderful!
DeleteAnd thanks, for a tiny camera, that I didn't know how to use (I bought it the evening before leaving...) I'm impressed with the results.
Perhaps if they did christmas like that here I could get more excited.
ReplyDeleteI will be wondering for a long time what a "meter of port" is, we use a bottle as a measure and it takes an age to drink...
Short intense trips are often the best.
I know? We have that at here too, in the south of the country they go overboard. But here it's just the garden centres who do wonderful displays.
DeleteHmm... My proof reading remains terrible! Meter of pork that should have been :)