Visit a European Christmas market

“So the big market will always remain in my memory as the place in which I had my first glühwein (yes, it’s similar to mulled wine, but when in Germany…). I usually make mulled wine on Christmas Eve, but this is the first time I’ve had it while outside in the cold, so I totally get the point of it now – one mug of that bad boy and you’re all warm behind the ears.”

“Finally, the mulled wine which gave me warmth and comfort for the next two hours of my stroll in the area would also top my list of memorable stuff that I did when I went to the Christmas market. How can I forget the comforting and reassuring feeling that the mulled wine had effected on me while the harsh winter chill of Budapest (which has been below zero in the past few weeks) willfully crawled all over my body despite the thick winter clothing I put on during that morning to protect me from the harsh weather.”

“I get dreamy, thinking of wandering the paths between rows of booths twinkling with lights, a mug of steaming hot yumminess in my hands, surrounded by the fresh scent of pine and roasted chestnuts, and the crisp night air nipping at my cheeks.”