I’ve been hit with a severe bout of nostalgia lately. But writing about it (and digging up old pictures) helps. The cliché is right; writing is cathartic. So here it goes: some of my favorite memories from the past year in Germany were made when my husband came to visit and we got to explore places together.
During last year’s visit in November I got to introduce him to one of my favorite things about German culture: the Christmas markets. We explored the quaint little Christkindlmarkt in Salzburg and the much larger one in Munich. I think T. drank his weight in Glühwein and I ate my weight in Schneebälle (pictured below)…
As the winter season approaches, I miss the festivities of a Christmas market in the center of town. I miss walking thought it on the way home, treating myself to roasted chestnuts or some sweet doughy concoction and the hot delicious goodness that is spiced wine.
If you’re lucky enough to live near or in Chicago, check out the largest Christmas market in the US. Dottie, of Let’s Go Ride A Bike, explored it last year and posted many beautiful pictures. Judging from those, the market seems like it could easily be transplanted into any German or Austrian town and fit right in.
Another thing I miss about living in Germany is how easily I could hop on a train and get to another country. When T. came this past spring, we purchased a Bavaria-Bohemia ticket and within hours (and only 35 Euros later), we found ourselves in the heart of Prague.
Prague is like a storybook city with beautiful buildings and stunning architectural décor. One of my favorite things was renting bikes and touring the city that way.
If you were to immerse yourself in reverie, where would your mind take you this weekend? Where have you spent some of your favorite moments?