The Carmel Christkindlmarkt, that is. On a blustery December afternoon with highs in the 20s and Indy’s first snow of the season, the Christkindlmarkt felt like a snowglobe of tiny wooden cabins distracted by clouds of whirling ice skaters and floating snowflakes.
It was only December 9, but the first two weeks of the inaugural Carmel Christkindlmarkt saw such large crowds that by the time we arrived, this year’s commemorative German-made, red-boot mugs for Glühwein (German mulled wine) were sold out. The plus side to the bitter cold: virtually no lines for warm savory crepes, hot chocolate and peppermint bark, and the lack of insane crowds meant we could leisurely visit the booths of handcrafted German clocks and nutcrackers. (I see you, Star Wars nutcrackers!)
Haven’t visited yet? Check it out this weekend while you still can! (The ice skating rink plans to be open through mid-March.)
Also, my Christmas gift to you: one of many, many photo outtakes when the wind almost stole me up, up and away. Did I mention it was blustery? 😛