Christmas Markets

It´s still cold.

Our Monday-After-Weekend-Relationship-For-Too-Many-Years-Tradition led us to the Christmas-Markets today.

Which is a route through a park now. Not as nice as following river Oker, though:



Weather warmed up a bit, the snow would be just right for throwing snowballs...



Living so near to the Asse (deep geological repository for radioactive waste) brings people to the weirdest ideas, huh?



The city, all in tinsel:



Saying welcome (to the right):



Henry The Lion, put behind glass, with a Santa-Cap:



The old Ferris wheel is back again:



Ingo:



We were there rather early, so the place wasn´t too packed yet.

View to my gym!



Well, more or less, rather less.
At least the cycle-paths are free again. If my leg stops hurting, I go again tomorrow, after a real long break.



Another beautiful, old-fashioned carousel:



Schadt's Brauereigasthaus, they brew their own "Henry"-Beer:



Despite the cold, the dangerous, time-consuming way to work and back, I try to enjoy Pre-Chrissy-Season. At least there are lights everywhere.

Apartment:
No progress. Ingo´s right hand is still hurting and is thick. With my darn right arm I cannot help, either.
Furniture is still not available, but back to Ingo´s hand... would be of not much use anyways.
Chaos reigns.
Cold reigns, too.