Easter weekend is one of my favorite weekends of the year. First, it’s a long weekend. Second, it ushers in spring with cute bunnies, colorful eggs and CHOCOLATE! Third, it’s a chance to go to markets, which is my favorite thing to do.
So as you can imagine, I’ve tested a few markets out. Let’s start with the mother of all Easter markets, the Altwiener Ostermarkt at the Freyung in Vienna.
It’s small, quaint and has so many beautifully hand painted eggs that I walked around like a 3 year old kid had me on remote control. Start, stop, turn, stop, up, stop, drop down, stop, turn, stop.
It is no wonder that this year Bri told me to take a look for a while as he stood and enjoyed his beer. I am truly EGGstatic to wonder and ponder on each egg. Imagine how challenging it would be to paint a story on an egg! Picasso would have given up in a minute and then gone off to bed yet another woman.
Each year, (it’s been my third) I buy a few that sit in egg cartons in my home. I also love this particular Easter market because Bri takes a day off and we walk to the market, and he watches me watch eggs that don’t hatch, then we go for a wonderful meal and take pictures of the eggs and each other and walk home.
But I have to come clean and admit I cheated and went to an Easter market at Schlosshof before necking with my main squeeze. For just one weekend, the Schlosshof grounds turn into an Easter delight. Unlike the other markets, the stalls here carry local wares and we bought some wonderful schnapps from the region, pumpkin infused oils and a fake castle (that would be for Zayne). They have a petting zoo for the kids and pony rides. FUN!
This year we spent Easter in Amsterdam and went to the “Funky Easter Market,” which was totally funky. Now I know what you’re thinking – Amsterdam funky could mean prostitutes and pot funky, but no, this is clean funky. Or as Brian explained to Zayne when he asked what funky meant – it’s the key to fun.
This market held the key to my fun. The space was amazing – beautiful brick on the outside and clean high ceilings inside. The inside part is important, because at this time of year it rains and rains harder in Amsterdam. A dj spins awesome music, there are warm waffles, a piece of long brown paper on the floor with crayons where the kids camp out and stalls upon stalls of really, REALLY cool shit.
Last year we spent Easter in Munich and took the kids to the Olympic city where they had giant papier mache Easter eggs for the kids to paint, a cool band, a bouncy castle, and hip hop lessons for kids. Wonderful for the kids, not much for the adults.
And then there was the not so wonderful Easter market in Bratislava. A few stalls with yawning women behind them, some Slovak country music and not much else. Skip it.
Till next Easter! I have my eggs to keep me beautiful company in the meantime.
Smiles,
Ruchika
Alterwiener Ostermarkt
http://www.altwiener-markt.at/ostermarkt/index.html
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