Northern Germany doesn’t get much snow. Most of the time, it is only cold and rainy here. Like a perpetual November that doesn’t go away. Today, however, while my boyfriend and I were eating brunch, we got the news that snow was predicted for an whole hour this evening. It has only ever flurried this winter, so we made plans to go to the Weihnachtsmarkt during the snowfall.
Around five, I went to a Christmas concert with my host mom at the St. Marien-Kirche, which the Weihnachtsmarkt stands in front of. It was a beautiful concert of Husum’s choir and a small orchestra that never once appeared to make a mistake. I didn’t understand much of what they were singing, but it was lovely to hear none the less. An hour and a half later, I stepped out into the bright lights of the Weihnachtsmarkt, the smell of Glühwein, and the swirling snow.
It was the most magical event of my exchange year, with my German hometown looking like a scene from a Christmas movie and us having snowball fights in the town square. I have dreamed about going to a Weihnachtsmarkt in Germany, in the snow, for years and tonight my dream came true. Please enjoy my photo memories ❤
Left: December 15th, 2017 on the way to the Weinachtsmarkt near my home
Right: One year later, in Germany “I have always been dreaming of Germany”