03/11/2026
Every year the same thing happens.
Someone sends you a photo of a European Christmas market and you think, one of these years.
Here’s what that year actually looks like.
You walk off the ship into the market as the lights come on. Glühwein in the cold. Then back to a warm lounge with the town glowing across the water.
Nuremberg, then Regensburg, then Vienna. You unpack once.
Next year can be your year. Most book at least a year out so
tet’s talk about someday, soon.