Saarlouis, Saarland. In most cities, the
re are "Weihnachtsmärkte" or Christmas Markets, marking the upcoming Christmas days. They all have their own little traditions, but at most, youll see hot spiced wine, hand made gifts like woodcarvings, toys, and christmas ornaments. Naturally, there are Crepes (with nutella, yum) and a lot of warm food, being that the whole thing is held outside. In Saarlouis, the city was covered in lights and lighted stars and glowing ornaments. It will really put you in the Christmas mood, regardless of the weather.
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Everyone celebrates the holidays differently, and this is one of my favorite ways. Besides the lack of Christmas music, I couldnt have been happier to be here, and take a moment to enjoy the good life.
After awhile, we decided to finally make the 1:20 trip to Metz, France to have a taste of the French Christmas Market. Personally, my French is worse than a rock, so I wasnt really in any position to speak too much. Between the three of us, we made a good team, if French needed to be used. Luckily for me, all I really needed to say was a few "excuse me" "thank you" and "I dont speak french". Maybe next time around.
Once again, the weather was not so much to be seen, but the city was beautiful nonetheless. Lights also covered the town, and it was bustling with Christmas shoppers, families and travelers such as ourselves. It was funny to hear a handful of passerbys speaking German. I stepped out of my confort zone. I forgot what it felt like to be in a foreign land without knowing the language.
One doesnt need to speak French to see the amazing things offered. The air was filled with the scent of Churros, Chocolate, Wine, and Meat. Each little wooden hut had so many things that I
was dying to try. I have never in my life seen so much ch
ocolate in one area. Talk about a sweet
dream.
Id only been to France once before, Paris. You cant really compare the two cities. It would be like comparing French Fries to Mashed Potatoes. Theyre both similar, but have totally different aspects to them, with a different "flavor" so to say. In Paris, I felt stressed, tired and so busy trying to understand that damn Metro. This time, I could relax, walk the street side shops, share some Churros and take in the beauty of France in Winter.
So, the Eve of Christmas has finally arrived, and what a spectacular one it was. It had been some time since id really had a special Christmas. This time around, I made every moment count and enjoyed sharing it with my---Family. It is on Christmas Eve in Germany, that people exchange gifts. I was more excited about what the others would think of their gifts. Mine were wonderful, but what I enjoyed most was being together, sharing wine, listening to music, dancing on the living room floor and just living the life abroad.
Europe in General is beautiful, no matter where you go. Of course, my heart is with Germany, but I love to travel and experience new things. This week was wonderful, and ends with a glass of hot spiced wine and spirit in the chilly winter air.
Everyone celebrates the holidays differently, and this is one of my favorite ways. Besides the lack of Christmas music, I couldnt have been happier to be here, and take a moment to enjoy the good life.
After awhile, we decided to finally make the 1:20 trip to Metz, France to have a taste of the French Christmas Market. Personally, my French is worse than a rock, so I wasnt really in any position to speak too much. Between the three of us, we made a good team, if French needed to be used. Luckily for me, all I really needed to say was a few "excuse me" "thank you" and "I dont speak french". Maybe next time around.
Once again, the weather was not so much to be seen, but the city was beautiful nonetheless. Lights also covered the town, and it was bustling with Christmas shoppers, families and travelers such as ourselves. It was funny to hear a handful of passerbys speaking German. I stepped out of my confort zone. I forgot what it felt like to be in a foreign land without knowing the language.
One doesnt need to speak French to see the amazing things offered. The air was filled with the scent of Churros, Chocolate, Wine, and Meat. Each little wooden hut had so many things that I
was dying to try. I have never in my life seen so much ch
dream.
Id only been to France once before, Paris. You cant really compare the two cities. It would be like comparing French Fries to Mashed Potatoes. Theyre both similar, but have totally different aspects to them, with a different "flavor" so to say. In Paris, I felt stressed, tired and so busy trying to understand that damn Metro. This time, I could relax, walk the street side shops, share some Churros and take in the beauty of France in Winter.
So, the Eve of Christmas has finally arrived, and what a spectacular one it was. It had been some time since id really had a special Christmas. This time around, I made every moment count and enjoyed sharing it with my---Family. It is on Christmas Eve in Germany, that people exchange gifts. I was more excited about what the others would think of their gifts. Mine were wonderful, but what I enjoyed most was being together, sharing wine, listening to music, dancing on the living room floor and just living the life abroad.
Europe in General is beautiful, no matter where you go. Of course, my heart is with Germany, but I love to travel and experience new things. This week was wonderful, and ends with a glass of hot spiced wine and spirit in the chilly winter air.