Christmas in July? Happy Friday! I’m already dreaming of being on a plane to Europe. I obviously identify with my European ancestry better than any bit of American anything on most days, but specifically during the holidays when the markets are setup. I absolutely love being able to walk through the stalls sipping warm drinks and eating a variety of tasty treats and sweets.
- Brussels is one of my favorite places on Earth. I don’t even like chocolate but man, oh man the chocolate I had in Brussels was divine. I met the sweetest Belgian family in Paris a few years ago and the mom was saying, “If you really like fashion, there’s great shopping in Brussels.” She wasn’t kidding. I went just in time for the market to open so I not only saw the high end shopping that attracts the fashion crowd, but I enjoyed the local treats too.
- After I visited Amsterdam, I thought, “Can I move here?” Riding a bike throughout the city, the flowers and the candy apple I had at the Christmas market in Rembrandt Square. I was sold! I’m going to do an entire blog post on my hotel because it was pretty special too!
- Vienna had several Christmas markets. I had a map to find them all so I am not even going to try and name them here. I will just tell you that if you are looking for food, ornaments, hot drinks and Nutella (yes, Nutella is category by itself), this is the city for you. Door knobs, Italian pasta, pesto, candy apples… there is something for everyone in at least one of these markets.
- It didn’t take a lot of convincing when it came to Prague. Maybe my biggest regret in life is this animal skin rug I left in Prague Castle at the Christmas market there. I didn’t quite know how it would fit in my suitcase but it was all the things my interior design dreams are made of. If you are really brave, buy one of the glasswares and figure out how to get it home. They are stunning! There are markets outside of the castle too. I ate crepes at those and hot wine of course.
- Berlin, Ich liebe dich! Deutschland war das erste Land, in dem ich zu solo reiste, weil ich Deutsch spreche. This one was pretty special. This was another case of lost luggage and it was freezing but I found my way to a few markets for crepes (always getting crepes) and met the nicest man selling hand-painted ceramics.