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Christmas in Stuttgart (I)

It was a frenzy before Christmas. All the shopping and Christmas parties, work stuff to wrap up for the year, the jostling with the crowds in the cold with Christmas songs playing in the background, seeing little alleyways decorated with fairy lights. All these a flurry of myriad moments before K and I boarded the plane to Stuttgart. Whew. I was excited to see everyone again after 2 years and also meet Baby Sammy. And to see Sabrina again after our farewell in London earlier this year. K is new to everyone so I gave him a mini crash course of the Tews Family.
As I am still in the Christmas momentum, I have blogged a much longer post than Pris :)

Meet and Greet, and off to the Christmas Market
Like every year, I would wish for a white Christmas and unfortunately it hasn’t happened once! Last Christmas they had lots of snow but I was back in Singapore… sigh, now I am starting to think maybe it’s me. Boo. When we touched down, it was still snowing. Werner (Father Tews) and Sabrina were at the airport to fetch us. Yippee! And then the snow stopped promptly when we reached Pris’ place. There I saw little Sammy sitting in his little rocking chair looking up at us strangers. After seeing all the photos which Pris posted on her blog and FB, I finally meet him in real person. What a cute lil thing he is!!


Pris cooked a home cooked lunch for us which we happily had (never say no to Singaporean fare) and I played with Sammy whilst she cleaned up. Sabrina came over and we all set off for the Baroque style Christmas market at Ludwigsburg. It is interesting to see that different Christmas markets have different themes. Esslingen which I went to two years ago was the medieval one. Little Sammy was all bundled up (may I add that it’s a lot of work and a lot of stuff to bring out with a baby). He was warm and cosy in his comfy cot. I was looking at it longingly thinking I wish I could be inside.

I love these few pics of him!

At the Christmas Market


Mercedes Benz Museum
Stuttgart is a super car city. It’s home to Mercedes Benz and Porsche. In fact, where we stayed, it was a short walk to the huge Porsche museum. I’m no car fan so I’ve never stepped into any of the car museums in Stuttgart despite having been there twice. K however, is a massive Mercedes Benz fan, so instead of trooping down to nearby Porsche, he said we had to go to the Mercedes museum, a la his “mecca trip”. Sabrina joined us too and Werner kindly drove us there. It was raining so heavily (why not snow??). I have to say it was more interesting than I had expected. The museum was clean cut and sleek, with a futuristic design. We saw so many cars that day. Ranging from the very first cars to how they evolved thru the years, right down to modern day cars, racing cars and futuristic looking cars (which don’t look too much like cars anymore; more like spaceships.) I think Aunt Evelyn would like it here. We spent the whole afternoon there and I think I had a lil Mercedes overload when I walked out of that building that evening.





Downtown Stuttgart
Spending the afternoon in town with Pris, Stephan and Sammy. We had a nice lunch and then walked around a bit. Pris and I took a short stop at Pimkie, my fav shop to go to in Germany, whilst the boys Stephan, K and Sammy went to the electronics store. It was here two years ago which Pris and I had a mini spree here and I was hoping to make it a lil tradition for us girls. Not a spree everytime, but more of shopping, trying on clothes, hanging out basically… So we were trying on clothes happily reliving the good old days when Pris received an SOS call from Stephan saying Sammy is crying and needs some help from the mommy. That was when I realised – oh the sacrifices of a mom. Pris dropped everything and said we HAD TO GO. Err but but… I was still deciding what to buy! Aiyo Sammy boy!!

Like Daddy, like Sammy



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Pris said…
Ohhh, pai sei! Didn't mean to rush you out of the store! I think Stephan was exaggerating too lah...Sammy wasn't THAT cranky when we arrived.
16 January 2012 at 22:24
Belinda G. said…
haha it's okay lah Pris, I thought it was quite a funny moment!!
22 January 2012 at 14:36
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