I have been very bad about blogging about some of the places we've been. For some unknown reason, our internet is working well today, so I thought I would do a post.
In early December (I told you I'd been negligent) Scott went on a three day temple trip with the youth in the stake. So Robert and I took the opportunity to do something I had really wanted to do - go to a Christmas Market. Ideally, I would have liked to have gone to a Market in Germany, but we didn't have time to go to Germany. One of Robert's co-workers told us about the Christmas Market in Bolzano, Italy. Bolzano is a town not too far from the Austrian border. The town has a heavy German/Austrian influence, so their Market is more like a traditional German Christmas Market.
We drove to Bolzano on a Friday and checked into our hotel - the Hotel Post Gries. I didn't take a picture of the hotel, but here's a picture from our window. Sadly, the weather was gloomy like that the whole time we were there.

We stopped at one stall for hot chocolate. It was strange to be given my hot chocolate in an actual ceramic mug. I didn't really like that though - I wanted to wander around with my hot chocolate (since it was bitterly cold), but instead we had to drink it at their stall. That seems to be typical in this country. I'm not a big fan of the hot chocolate I've had here. It's not sweet like our hot chocolate. And sometimes it's so thick that it would be better used as an ice cream topping!
To top off our evening at the Market, we rode in a horse and wagon. It was a fun way to see some of the sites of Bolzano.
The next morning, we went back to the city center to take some pictures of the beautiful church we saw.
I'm so glad we made it to the Bolzano Christmas Market. And even though we couldn't make it to one in Germany, I think we experienced the true flavor of a Christmas Market.
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I totally learned about Oetzi in school. There is something amazing about seeing something that you studied. I felt that way about all those famous pieces of art in Florence and Milan. Before, they were just pictures in books. Now, I know they exist, I've seen them, and I feel a connection to them.
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