Someone once said to me: “when the weather gets cold and crappy, it’s never too early for Weihnachtsmarkt.”
I replied that depends how early into opening week it is, how many people are aware the markets are open, and how many people are around.
It seems early, but I’m having Glühwein at one of Christmas Market stalls in the southwest German city of Koblenz.
Markets have been set up at six plazas in the city’s Old Town: Jesuitenplatz (J), Liebfrauenkirche (L), Münzplatz (M), Am Plan (P), Willi-Hörter-Platz (W.), and Zentralplatz (Z).
At the intersection of the Mosel and Rhine rivers, within this special wine-growing region, it makes sense to have a ‘white’ Glühwein: it’s hot, it’s got alcohol, and it’s goin’ down somethin’ awful smooooth, like throwing on warm tonic to ward the late-autumn humid chill.
What’s also important is how all of this fuels the remaining two of my four weeks in the country.
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