musikfest

Yesterday the morning walk was cancelled. It was pouring like an SOB. By 11 it started to clear up so I took my umbrella and walked to Musifest and back.

I took the scenic route over, even in the rain, because I knew that I wouldn't want to do it on the way back.

I had a bag with a book, sketchpad, and my lunch. It was difficult finding something to pack that was on this stupid diet plan. I ended up with a tomato and mozz with some basil. I also took celery and hummus to snack on.

I was stationed at the Luckenbach Mill, on potty duty. So I backed up to Volksplatz. The first show was Opera. Opera, at Musikfest. I was so stunned I text Lydia and Bonnie.

 These signs were in Handwerkplatz near the hulu hoop maker. I love these signs.  He said to come early for my shift and his wife would show me how to use my hoop Maria made. I can only get it around, maybe, once.

 Coming home, I ran into Dave Murphy at the ABC6 booth. Other than that the trip was uneventful until I reached Nativity church. I heard music. I thought it was a car. It got louder and louder as I approached the five points. As I headed down Broadway it got really loud. I thought maybe it was the Pentacostal church. Maybe it was, but it was across the street in a yard. Looked like a revival meeting. (It's the house were we bought Christmas trees as kids.) But there was only maybe 20 people. And hardly anybody had a chair. But they had a band. I could still hear it a block from my house. Dios de la alabanza.

the christmas city at night

Today we did a late walk. Things we're happening downtown...in the dark.

We left my place at 3:15, and headed down the Greenway to the Minsi Trail Bridge. Over the Minisi and into town via Broad Street. It was about 4 miles.

It was a fun walk because it was so different. But it was cold. The wind blew hard, and I was bundled up for the 2nd day of winter.

On Main at Broad, the Coca Cola truck was parked. It was still a little light when we arrive. The Peeps mobile was there wearing a giant Santa hat.  The Coke polar bear was there too. The truck sides were covered with lights. It was lame, but fun never-the-less.

We also had a great pix taken with a very slim, very young, Santa. No Bonnie is not sleeping. She had all the prints but there was a URL on the bottom to grab a digital version. (Had links to post on social media too!)

After walking around the event, we headed back into the Christmas Village to get Bonnie more gluten free treats. There we encountered Santa. He was actually collecting donations for the soup kitchen.

Then we walked down to Central Moravian for the Putz. If you haven't seen one, they are  quite interesting. The website says "the Christmas Putz is a retelling of the story of Christ’s birth through narration and music, while tiny lights illuminate each miniature scene.  Putz is from the German word “putzen” meaning to decorate.  The figures in Central’s Putz, many of them antiques of German origin, are displayed amidst live moss, driftwood and rocks. The building of a putz is unique to the Moravians and Bethlehem’s first settlers brought their figures with them when they settled here. I think I prefer the one at East Hills, myself. I looked there was nothing inappropriate hidden in their Putz. There is also one annually at Edgeboro.

Then we headed back into town in search of dinner. At the Goundie House they were having the final opening of the door for Advent. It was packed. In the doorway is one of my old girl scouts Debi Lehr Rice. Sunday is the last Sunday in Advent. (The liturgical period preceding Christmas.)

Food couldn't be found on the north or the south sides. An hour wait. We finally ended up eating at Starters Pub on 378.