Basel

I didn’t realise when I booked an overnight stop in Basel that it was famous for its Christmas market, or that the old town would be so pretty. Lucky me to have an afternoon here before I catch the train to Zermatt in the morning. This will be the last Christmas market on my trip and it is a good one. Everyone was out today, soaking up the seasonal spirit or hunting for last gifts, and picking up extra special food for the big meal (which is usually on Christmas Eve). Bit of an effort to turn off the French and switch on my German, but everyone was very kind. One lady looked at me in surprise as I took photos of the bread on display (like why are you photographing this????!!!!), so I said ‘I’m from New Zealand, we don’t have this at home’, and she took my arm under hers and showed me everything amazing in the store. Tonight I have unpacked my thermals because it is 1 degree and snowing in Zermatt. Yay 🙂 Soundtrack for the day is I’m dreaming of a white Christmas by Bing Crosby (which has been playing on the loudspeakers for the last few days). Joyeaux noel x