the first sip... of glühwein

This picture really was the first sip... I'm pretty sure I was jiggling around impatiently at this point saying "I want my Glühwein" or equivalent.




Scary/hilarious mounted fake moose head that moves, blinks, and appears to be singing to itself!



I'm going to go in the next few days and capture the Bonn Christmas markets by day so I can show you all the exquisite German Christmas ornaments and the real colour and texture of proceedings, but in the meantime, suffice to say I am in some kind of perpetually tipsy, cinnamon flavoured heaven. Bratwurst for dinner three times this week! Stollen for breakfast! Pretty lights and Christmas trees everywhere I look... man-made skating rinks (tonight there appeared to be a curling match going on) but most of all... mulled wine. I have to get past my adoration of the traditional recipe so I can try all the other types... like mulled white wine, mulled cherry wine, eggnog punch, and other things I can't really pronounce.

So much happiness.









the second sip...