Every year, on December 31, my friends and I go to the bath (c)
For the third year in December, I have a trip to Europe for Christmas markets. The third journey by a miracle. By the atmosphere. For the holiday and the mood. And when you can still afford to drink mulled wine in the morning and not be considered an alcoholic; )
Handsome Berlin , in which some managed to get lost in three pines, wander into the Muslim quarter and wind circles around the city, trying to return to the center…
Cologne. City views. Cathedral and Christmas market. Skating rink, delicious gluvine and the most pleasant company. Dark-skinned Santa Claus, who sang so softly and insightfully that the ants gathered in herds and ran to the beat of the music on the skin.
Frankfurt am Main and views from the 54th floor of the skyscraper. Sakura blossoms in mid-December. Sausages. Gluvine.
And reflected in the river "Little Manhattan".
Rain and toy Wutzburg. Foggy and deserted Castle. The father of Prague's Charles Bridge and views of the city from the fortress wall.
Very rainy Nuremberg. Punch. Walk. The next morning the skin was like a baby's. Conclusion - you need to walk more often without an umbrella in the rain: )
Favorite Munich . New Pinakothek (yes, yes, we not only drank; ) Here I was completely impressed by the three-dimensional effect of the paintings in the presented collection. 19th century for a minute, and such a stunning technique! Beer Augustiner. And burning gluvine at the Medieval Christmas Market.
Hill Vienna. Old Stefan in a hazy haze.
Charitable gluvine. Fair in the Town Hall. Gluvine again. І доброооооо)))
Lviv. The City Hall has a live video link with St. Nicholas himself. And in the museum. Andriy Sheptytsky art exhibition "When the Saints Smile…". The most delicious Lviv cheesecake. Way Home.
Who is interested in the expanded version of the trip, you can read it here http://www.turpravda.ua/forums / discussion / 171916 / predrozhdestvenskaya_evropa_vzglyad__3 / p1
