This weekend was a wonderful one spent with good friends who live In the south of the Netherlands, near a city called Valkenburg. A visit to the oldest Christmas market in Europe was a must. In the subterranean labyrinth called the Velvet caves right under the castle ruins, the Christmas spirit was very much alive. With modern-day capitalism being practiced there, I could hardly imagine that 2,000 years ago, the Romans toiled deep in the earth to carve out the marl that they needed for their architectural endeavors above ground. I could hear Dutch, French, English and German being spoken, echoing in the stony passages. It was very special.