This place is enchanting in the winter. Lights hung throughout the streets, little Christmas markets on every corner, bustling sidewalks full of people, Christmas trees all throughout the city center, it's almost like a fairy tale with all of the ancient buildings as a backdrop.
On my third day there, while Johanna was in school, I ventured into town on my own. Without the distraction of someone's company, I wandered and wandered and wandered (and maybe got a little lost), with no place to go and no place to be. At one point I sat down on a bench and just took everything in and felt so overwhelmed with gratitude that I was able to experience this beautiful place.
That same day, once Johanna was done school, she made her way into town and we met up and went to the Christmas market pictured above. We pushed our way through the crowds, bought a cup of punsch, a sort of mulled wine, and found a table with a fire in the middle to keep warm. We drank our drinks and looked around and just talked and talked and talked. There was a lot of talking on this trip -- I guess it's for catching up on all those months that we don't get to see each other.