Well, it’s over. Chriskindl Market has come to an end. Actually it came to an end on very early on New Year’s Day! But I’ll explain that later.
As I’ve mentioned before, among our compatriot of the cold, there were three German vendors and seven Akron vendors at this year’s Chriskindl Market. Two of us locals and the three German vendors bonded… tightly. I guess you could say that the vendors who freeze together, stay together! And though we’ve all gone back to our prospective homes, to borrow a line from “Casablanca”, we’ll always have Chriskindl.
But rather than continually calling our little band of chilled vendors the Germans and us, we are now, officially, the Chriskindl Five!

The Chriskindl Five in front of the hand blown glass ornaments highlighted in the last blog. (Me, Mario, Sara, Mario, Enrico)
So before I go any further, as I did in the previous blog, I’d like to highlight someone else, Mario. Yes, if you read the photo caption, you did read correctly that we had TWO Mario’s. A very tall one and a glass-blowing one. The tall one is who we’re discussing right now. To quote (the tall) Mario when asked about there being two Marios and an Enrico (normally a Spanish name), “We come froma poor country; we can only afford one name. Enrico’s parents went to Spain for his name.”
Mario is a promoter. He doesn’t actually make all the hand carved pyramids or nutcrackers or smoking men or any of the myriad other items available in his chalet. Nope, Mario represents the company that makes those wonderful items.

Me, Nancy (brought from Germany to sell the wooden gifts) and Sara.
Mario doesn’t work in the chalet selling items. He was too busy for that. Aside from the chalet at Chriskindl Market, he also had two kiosks at a local shopping mall he had to oversee. So along with Mario came two employees, Nancy and Claudia (seen in the previous blog making love to a space heater). So Mario’s time was split between Chriskindl and the mall.
When not actually doing business, you could always see him running about, chit-chatting with folks, fetching trays of hot cocoa for all of us or going out on a food-run. But if you didn’t see him wandering about, he was usually in someone’s chalet socializing, primarilly Mario’s (the glass-blower), Sara’s or mine.
Mario is one of those rare individuals who, when working, is all business and get’s the job done. But when not working, he’s a candidate for stand-up comedy school. He’s also a heart-felt, wonderful friend. Everyone that he developes an affection for is extremely lucky. He’s kind-hearted, generous, caring and very genuine. It was very hard to see him leave for home.

Mario & Me in front of that chalet with the amazing candles!
As we have all learned in life, all good things must come to an end. Or at the very least, pause. And while Chriskindl Market is now closed, it certainly hasn’t ended. At least not in the hearts of the Chriskindl Five. One by one, Sara and I had to say goodbye, albiet temporarily, to our new friends. Before we did so, we shared a small, make-shift holiday celebration to pay tribute to our friendships.
And Santa came to Chriskinl, too! A few times, in fact. One day we all recieved hand-crocheted scarves (seen in the group photo at top), then another day more gifts arrived. And yet a third time. And there were even “parting gifts”. All of the presents we recieved were incredible. But none compared to the gift we all carry inside; friendship and love.
Enrico was the first to leave us. He closed up his chalet and went home to be with his family the weekend before Christmas. And on Dec. 22nd, Mario (the glass-blower) closed up his chalet to fly to Denver to help his wife, Astrid close up her booth at a Chriskindl Market there. Then Christmas Eve was our last day with (tall) Mario. There were many tears and lots of hugs that week. But not one goodbye was uttered. “Safe trip!” “Talk to you soon.” “Next year!” “Merry Christmas.” But no goodbyes.
Despite the departure of our new friends, Sara and I and our American co-horts still had to carry the mantel of Chriskindl Market through New Year’s Eve. Maybe it was because there were fewer vendors that week, or maybe we were still feeling the sting of departures, but it sure got cold that last week. But carry-on we did! And we still had a lot of fun! We had:
Richshaw Willie there to ride people from one locale to another.
We had bonfires to help keep folks warm at night.
We had snowfall and a lot of shovelling each morning so we could get into our chalets.
We had icicles all over our chalets.
We even had Sara ice skating for the first time in 15-years.
Then came New Year’s Eve! Our final day. Akron’s celebration is called First Night. There are several venues and countless things to do everywhere downtown. Stage shows, concerts, craft making, ice sculpting demonstrations, two different fireworks displays and thousands of people! Needless to say, we vendors had to get ready! So to prepare…
Sara made friends with a Nutcracker…
Kevin of the Highland Baking Co. took a power nap…
And a representative from a local winery and I made certain we had plenty of anti-freeze on hand…
Then First Night began and the crowds rolled in…
…and there was a sea of people all night. What fun we had! Then the ice sculpter arrived and I had a ringside seat! The ice sculpting was done right next to my chalet! Woo hoo! Three different sculptures were done, but my favorite was the Mardi Gras mask.
Carving out the pattern.
The ice was flying!
The last step was to use a blow torch on it to make it glisten!
Tah-dah! A four-foot tall Mardi Gras mask in ice.
Chriskindl Market was scheduled to close on New Year’s Eve at 11:00pm. And officially it did. However, Sara and I were still making sales, plus we’re die-hards, plus we just didn’t want to let go of Chriskindl Market! So the other vendors closed and we wished them all a safe trip home and a Happy New Year and went right back to our customers!
Then suddenly it was midnight and the fireworks began. Sara and I ran out to join the crowd and held one to each other as we watched the sky light up with so many beautiful colors as our time at Chriskindl went out with a few tears and a bang!
First Night fireworks over the ice skating rink and Christmas tree. Happy New Year!!!
And as soon as the pyrotechnics show was over, Sara and I were back in our chalets selling Turkish Kilim and awesome candles!
When the crowd finally thinned out and folks were heading home, and around 1:00 am, January 1st, 2010, Sara and I closed down our chalets for the last time and headed home ourselves.
On New Year’s Day I went back down to Lock 3 Park and took my time cleaning and packing up all my things and loading them into my van. By late New Year’s afternoon, The Lit Wick Candle Co. had moved out of the chalet and was heading for home.
Chriskindl Market on New Year’s Day 2010. Closed for the season. All that remaind was the snow and the wonderful memories.
Thanks to email and Facebook, The Chriskindl Five are keeping in touch. The physical closeness may be missing, but the bond is just as stong. What wonderful friends I have made. I’m the luckiest man around!
And after all those weeks in the cold, the snows, the rains, the highs, the lows the lack of sleep and utter exhaustion. Would I do it again? Heck yeah! And I happen to have it on good authority that my friends would like to do it again, too. So hopefuly we’ll all meet again next November in downtown Akron at Lock 3 Park for the 7th Annual Chriskindl Market. May the Chriskindl Five ride again!
Thanks to all of you, the friends and customers, for being so supportive of me and of The Lit Wick Candle Co. Each of you are very important to me and you have my gratitude and friendship. You have all made 2009 a wonderful year!
Thanks also to Akron’s Deputy Mayor Dave Lieberth and the entire staff and crew of Lock 3 Park in downtown Akron for not only giving me a wonderful opportunity but for making it so much fun!
I hope 2010 is a great year for each of you and that this year will bring you all the laughter, joy, good health, success and love your deserve!
I hope to be back at Chriskindl Market next November. And if I am, and if WE are back, then come down and see us!!
So, until we meet again, it’s not goodbye. As I’ve learned from my new friends, it’s auf Wiedersehen!
J M, the Chriskindl Candleman