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Published: September 5th 2017
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We wake early in the morning, like 6. I slept ok this night and I'm ready to get going. Mom starts her packing routine, trying to put a 10 lb. pig in a 5 lb. sack. The bags are bulging with the same stuff we had yesterday. A real phenomenon. We have a nice breakfast that Karen makes while I work on the blog about Dresden. We do have what you might call a "sitiation". We need a cab but there's no one call it for us. I investigate and find a taxi stand in front of the Christmas Market. Karen says, "There's too many cobblestones. It's too hard!". We lock up the apartment, drop the keys in the mail slot and slowly work our way to the taxi stand. Within 5 minutes, one comes by and €10 later, we're at the HBF. We're early so I get an apple turnover for the journey. The train arrives and we board promptly at 9:34. We must change trains in Schweinfurt which is always scary with all our luggage. The ride is uneventful with no one to converse with.
At the Bamburg HBF, we hail a cab which takes us to our
hotel a block from the market. Yep, another €10. It seems to run about 7.50 or 8.50 but it's easier to just do the 10 with tip, customary or not. Our room is on the 2nd floor and I check it out. It's quite spacious but remember, in Europe the first floor is actually the second so the second floor is quite a climb. They offer us a smaller room on the ground floor. No stairs. Mom likes that but it's not quite ready yet so we head out to get lunch. This time it's at a fish restaurant and we split a meal of flounder with vegetables. By 2:30pm we return to find our luggage in our room and we settle in. I take a breather and work on the blog while Mom relaxes in a big puffy chair. Ok, it's 4 o'clock, it's dark and we need to get out there and explore.
Bamberg's fascinating historical townscape has developed over more than a 1,000 years. At the center of this world heritage town is the largest preserved old town quarter in Europe. Bamberg's Old Town is a jewel that shines especially bright in the Christmas season. Both the
Advent and Christmas markets sell all kinds of this and that, beautiful sundries, traditional items and handcrafted art objects, mouth-watering snacks and of course the spiced mulled wine served hot and steaming. I couldn't find my eggnog though.
We walked the whole thing in about two hours. It's a smaller market than ones we've been to so far. Mom did find a couple of Santa smokers and a hat she liked. I made sure I sampled the Gluhwein and got a mug. I have one from each market. They're all marked, some even with 2014. Anyway, we had a sausage sandwich and then went back to the room by 7:30. Generally, the markets close at 8pm, some by 9 on the weekends. This one had more people drinking and selling Gluhwein than Christmas stuff.
Well, tomorrow it's Rothenburg, one of the most famous Christmas destinations, with our train leaving at 10:26am and using three different trains. This should be exciting. I will need all my strength.
That's German for Good Night
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