This kind of season

Masked Girl
1/320sec | f/5 | ISO 3200 | 100mm

It was this kind of season – summarized in one image. Instead of being the usual Christmas City ablaze with lights, Nuremberg went through another subdued Holiday season. No Christmas markets, most public events canceled. Mask mandate everywhere and long lines in front of shops to get the mandatory vaccine certificate checked out.

Add the mostly gruesome weather of the last weeks into the equation, then you know why my trips onto the Streets of Nuremberg were rather limited in this kind of season. Below some random street shots that I captured during last Saturdays trip into town together with The Significant Other.

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Last visit to the market

Last Day at the Market
1/25 sec | f/6.3 | ISO 1600 | 66 mm

We’re almost there, Christmas is nearly upon us. Together with The Significant Other, Big Boy and Big Girl plus the grand parents I headed downtown for a last visit to the market. A quite traditional visit, as every year on the last evening before Christmas (remember, we Germans celebrate on the 24th), the wife and her trombone choir perform on the stage in front of the Church of our Lady at Nuremberg’s Christkindlesmarkt.

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The Nuremberg Christkind

Marcus und das Nürnberger Christkind
Merry Christmas from the Streets of Nuremberg

Now I’m truly ready for Christmas. Because I met the Nuremberg Christkind. A first encounter in town this past Tuesday was just catching a glimpse of her walking by and a quickly snapped iPhone image from the distance. Today I got up close with seventeen year old Benigna Munsi, who was elected in November for her two year term as the Christ Child of Nuremberg, during the Advent season the most important representative of the city and its traditional Christkindlesmarkt.

We met while she visited the nursing home of my Mom (thanks Dad for giving me a hint about the visit), and I was blown away by her friendliness towards the elderly, putting a festive glow in the old eyes. After seeing how kindly she treated my heavily handicapped Mom, I understand why the city is raving about our new Christkind.

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