One of the best parts about Christmas in
Europe is the Christmas Markets! Every
year in early December, David and I head to Hyde Park and Southbank to stroll
through the London stalls, sipping on mulled wine and eating sweet crepes. In the past, we’ve also visited the
Bratislava and Moscow markets. And this
year we were lucky enough to be in Budapest when theirs began.
The best markets are in Germany, though,
so last week we took a trip to Bavaria to experience them first-hand.
Even though we had been up since 4 AM to catch our flight,
I still love this picture of us
Nuremberg hosts the largest market in
Germany, but we also wanted to visit a smaller Bavarian village to get away
from the hustle and bustle. We’d heard
great things about Rothenburg so we took the train to the Tauber Valley and
spent a couple of nights there.
Rothenburg was picture-perfect. The city is one of the only walled medieval
cities still in existence. Very little
has changed since the 1300’s. Inside the
walls, picturesque gingerbread houses line the streets, Christmas stores
surround the central marketplace, and the landscape is dotted with church
spires.
It was kind of strange to take a vacation
for the sole purpose of shopping and eating, but because Rothenburg is such a
small town, there wasn't much else to do.
We slept in late every day, only getting up before 10:00 to enjoy the
breakfast part of our B&B. At night,
everything closed at 8:00, even the market, so we were forced to do nothing –
just relax.
We spent the days wandering along the medieval walls, visiting the churches, and took a tour of the former abbey to see the oldest kitchen in Germany and artifacts from the 1200s. And of course we shopped and ate… a lot!
We spent the days wandering along the medieval walls, visiting the churches, and took a tour of the former abbey to see the oldest kitchen in Germany and artifacts from the 1200s. And of course we shopped and ate… a lot!
Potato pancakes - my favorite!
David and I love German food! We feasted on buttery wild garlic baguettes,
potato pancakes, apple strudel and fritters, chocolaty gingerbread, bratwursts,
schneeballs (German funnel cakes shaped into snowballs), wiener schnitzel,
potato dumplings, cheesy spaetzle… and
washed it all down with eggnog, gluhwein, winter beers, kinderwein, and apple
cider.
On Friday, my cousin Dieter took the
train out to meet us. It was perfect
timing because Dieter just graduated from brewery school (congratulations!) and
was heading home to Minnesota on Monday.
It was really sweet of him to spend one of his last days in Germany with
us.
Cousins in matching coats
After walking a third of the wall and
having lunch at the market, we decided to check out the Torture Museum. This is one of the top attractions in
Rothenburg, and gave great insight into the life of a criminal during the Middle
Ages.
Anyone could’ve been a criminal back
then. No evidence of any kind was needed
– just testimony from two people was enough to sentence someone to death! And if you didn't die, you were often
subjected to some strange punishments.
From chastity belts to shame masks to torture chairs.
Dieter and David demonstrating how they would strut around
if they had to wear one of those stupid masks
One of the contraptions we discovered was
a chair suspended over the river. Its
purpose was to punish bakers whose loaves were not the perfect weight and size. The baker was strapped inside the chair and
repeatedly dunked into the icy river. An
early form of water-boarding for baking a bad batch of bread!
On Saturday we finished off our city tour
by walking the remainder of the wall and then shopping for some last-minute
gifts. Usually smokers and nutcrackers
are collected over the years, but we weren't sure when we’d be back so we went
a bit overboard and picked up nine of these little wooden men.
That afternoon we took the train to
Nuremberg and were met with a totally different Christmas market
experience. Every year over 2 million people visit the market.
It was so crowded.
We were glad that we had visited
Rothenburg because it was much more low-key but still offered all of the same
German specialties. Nuremberg was too
crazy. We should’ve known because when
we were trying to book a hotel, we got the last room at the Sheraton. And we booked over a month in advance.
The market starts near the train station
at Frauentor Gate and meanders all the way through the pedestrian streets to
Hauptmarkt, the main square.
Frauenkirche
We had dinner at the market but that was
it. We decided to try again on Sunday
morning, hoping it would be less crowded. But even with the terrible
rainy, cold weather, it was still packed.
So we picked out the last of our smokers and nutcrackers, had some
snacks, and then headed to the Toy Museum.
After lunch at a traditional bratwurst
restaurant, it was already time to head back to London. We weren't too sad about ending our vacation,
though, because we knew our families would be flying over to England in just a
couple of days!
Have a very happy holiday season – we’ll
see you next year!