Baltimore has a Christmas market patterned after the ones in Germany, so we wanted to visit. The village is right on the Inner Harbor, near a lot of the touristy stuff. We had to stop at the
Ripley's Believe It or Not! venue to check out the 10,000 pound ball that anyone can turn.
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Baltimore Inner Harbor |
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Dragon-encircled Ripley's |
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Spinning the ball |
Further down the sidewalk we came to the Christmas village with its typical small wooden buildings selling food, drinks, clothes, and trinkets.
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Market tree |
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Wooden buildings |
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Food venues |
On weekends, visitors have to pay to enter the indoor market. Just before the entrance is an Advent Calendar which was about half-way done when we visited. Instead of opening doors, they add papers with German words and explanations of those terms.
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Premium area entrance |
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Advent calendar |
Inside were two aisles of vendors selling gifts, jewelry, and decorations.
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Inside the tent |
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Game/puzzle seller |
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Wooden nativities |
The biggest retailer was
Kathe Wohlfahrt, selling traditional German holiday items like nativities, ornaments, and novelties. I took one picture inside their shop and was told no photography was allowed! Whoops.
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Kathe Wohlfahrt |
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Contraband photo |
Our favorite vendors were three. First was the face-paint lady, the favorite of L by far, even if she only got half her face done.
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Face painting in progress |
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Final result |
Number two on our favorite vendor list was the bratwurst and beer stand where we got lunch. L had a sausage and J a pretzel. Parents ate bratwursts and I had a nice hefeweisen.
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Sausage and suds |
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Lunch |
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Pretzel man |
The last of our favorite stands was the waffle-maker, where we got dessert. I ordered a chocolate and whipped cream waffle for us to share. Then J came and asked for his own. I probably should have objected but it made more sense to me to split two waffles four ways rather than one waffle four ways. We like to eat.
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Waffle-icious (poor Nicholas was left out) |
We walked around some more but didn't buy anything more. On our way back to the car we stopped and watched a street performer doing his routine, including a rope walking routine: