To market, to market

DF arrived (again!) just in time for the Christmas Markets.

It seems that the small townships in the area have markets on different weekends - usually Friday to Sunday - and this weekend was our turn.


But first we had to go to into Zürich to see what was happening there, as we'd read that the markets were on in Niederdorf, or the old town.







We never made it to the old town, though, because we went on a bit of a detour, which took us past the singing Christmas Tree (which was kind of quiet since we'd just missed the day's performance).

And unfortunately it had started to rain (see, I can say 'unfortunately' now that I'm in Europe and not the Sunburnt Country), so we huddled around tables under umbrellas while the Waffeln Woman mixed Waffeln mix and cooked them fresh on the spot. (We actually had to wait a good 20 mins for the last waffle because she'd mixed the wrong amounts of sugar and flour into the mix. Or at least I think that's what she said.)

There were still a good number of people standing around drinking mulled wine, or Gluhwein, despite the weather.

As the temperature plunged, though, we decided to head home and leave our 'home'-town markets for another night.

PS. Naturally, I couldn't resist taking a few shots as we trekked past on the way home...