We sold ourselves short.
Disappointed to say the least and not at all pleased with ourselves.
It was my fault..... no it was hubbies fault...... no it was my fault.... anyway who cares...... whats done is done. What was I thinking - Only one night?
Flew in Friday morning to attend the Good Food Show. Tickets for the Fri/Saturday, booked to stay in the Burlington knowing it was close to New Street Station and that we would be able to have a quick scoot around the Christmas Market before going to dinner in my favourite brummie's restaurant (Purnells). Will write review of each.
Have to say we had a wonderful time at the Good Food Show - despite the 27,998 other people we shared the arena with on the Saturday, not to mention the thousands at the motorbike exhibition as well. What a brillant convention centre and all the associated amenities. Thanks to Rosyposey we disposed of our luggage and coats in one of the NEC cloakrooms - no hastle at all.
Anyways back to the negativities - arrived into the city around 5pm on the Friday, out of the station to be met by a wonderous explosion of lights, atmosphere and the wish it was icy cold to really savour the Christmas Market. We were in Vienna last December during the Christmas Market season and I will honestly say that the atmosphere, ambience and overall festive feel was far more apparent in Birmingham. A mug of gluhwein was in order (your mugs are far nicer than Vienna's too!!). A Mad rush around the stalls before dinner and although I have more than enough Christmas ornaments/decorations I just HAD to buy some more (and far more cheaper than Vienna too - even with the exchange rates the way they are at the moment).
Dinner in Purnells was as delicious as our first time in September 08 and I'm wishin I was a Brum so that I could go there more often!
Dont know if it was a result of the wine we consumed or the cosiness of our bed and the blackened out curtains in the Burlington, but we slept through until after 10am on Saturday (unheard of in "our world"!), so I didnt get to partake in one of my favourite activities - shopping!. Ran up the little street opposite the Burlington to have a look in Hobbs (I had bought a lovely pair of shoes there the last visit), only to find it has relocated - so my crisp sterling notes never saw the light of day. Suppose I have to keep them for a return journey!
As we left New Street Station onboard a Virgin Train heading for the NEC we knew we had sold ourselves short. One night wasnt enough.
Take a bow Birmingham, you have put me in the festive mood with your fantastic Christmas Lights, wonderful Christmas Market and I'll raise a glass to you all with the two bottles of Port I bought in the Airport on the way home.
Now if I could only find an excuse to return........