March of the Markets

So today I saw the Ruedesheim Christmas market (saw the Wiesbaden one over the weekend). It was nice enough. Instead of Santa Claus appearing, the Christkind makes an appearance (Christkind = christ child = baby Jesus. Welcome to the super Catholic south). I went with a colleague from work. We stopped by a cafe for some cake and coffee. We were chatting in English when the waiter came up and said to him, "the lady doesn't speak German, yes? Then here..." and he starts pulling out an English language menu. I said, "No, I speak German thank you. I'd like the cheesecake with cafe au lait" (in German). When he brought the cake, he said they were short on cheesecake and the slice was smaller than it should've been, so I had my choice of another slice of either Schwarzwaelderkirschtorte or apple strudel. I think he was actually sorry for assuming I didn't speak German and was trying to make up for it. Anyway, I got an extra slice of cake out of it (which I of course shared. I wasn't about to sit there and wolf down two pieces of rich cake on my own). Anyway, that was nice enough but the Ruedesheim Weihnachtsmarkt wasn't that great. Gluehwein (spiced heated wine) is nice, but you can get it anywhere. Plus, it's pretty cold out right now. I'm thinking I'll stick to indoor activities for a while.

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