I’m still in the land of the living, just about.
It’s been a couple of months since my last entry. Tempus fugit, indeed. If there were more worth saying, perhaps I’d find a way to say it, but there is seldom anything of significance to outsiders in the day to day course of our lives. That being the case, I spend the time on other things.
We’re in Aachen for a couple of days, following a hellish drive that was beset for most of its duration by crying babies and sat-nav diversions. The traffic around Eindhoven was particularly monstrous and we arrived with the feeling that we’d been on the road twice as long as we actually had.
Anyway, the reason we’re here is, of course, our annual trip to a Weihnachtsmarkt. It’s our first time to the one in Aachen (although we’ve been to the city itself a few times before) and, I must say, it’s pleasantly low-key when compared to, say, Cologne. Nevertheless, it’s busy enough and has all that the larger cities have to offer, including all the Dampfnudeln and Reibekuchen you can get down your neck.
Given Aachen’s location, it’s no surprise to find vast numbers of Dutch and Belgian day-trippers here. There are also quite a few English voices to be heard.
Eloïse and Lucas had a couple of rides on the merry-go-round today, after which their day could no longer really go wrong. Eloïse, in particular, seems to have enjoyed the day here. Me, I was just happy to be able to sit down for a cappuccino with a shot of egg liqueur.
We’ll spend another night here tonight and drive back tomorrow, possibly via Liège or Maastricht, depending on the time and our inclination at the time.