Germany is the true love of my life. It’s in my blood (my mother is German) and living there for 8 years shaped me in ways that defy explanation. Though it’s unlikely I’ll leave the United States, I never feel more at home than when I’m sitting in a coffee shop on the Zeil in Frankfurt, eating ein Gemichtes Eis and people-watching. For our 10th Anniversary, T and I went back again for 10 days and it was nothing short of magical. I was torn between wanting to document everything and wanting to just be in the moment. I’m happy to say I achieved a healthy balance of the two. As always, the hardest day was the last one. The flight back to the US rips me apart at my very core and it seems I don’t feel whole again until I’m back on German soil.
My favorite city in the world. Munich, like most large cities in Germany, was destroyed during World War II. Bavarians (those who live in southern Germany) have always embraced the past. While other cities tore down their ruins and built new, modern buildings, Munich chose to restore and rebuild the buildings and churches that were destroyed. So even though it’s the third largest city in the country, it rarely feels like one. You can find its rich history at every turn.
My husband says Ravensburg belongs on a postcard, and he’s right. It’s a picturesque small town set in the mountains, but don’t let that fool you – it’s very progressive and always bustling with activity. I have family here, so we always stay at their place for several nights, shopping and eating locally.
Strasbourg is nestled just along the border of Germany in France. There’s a gorgeous canal that runs through the city dotted with pedestrian bridges made out of stone. My parents honeymooned here, so it’s always a sweet spot for me to visit, and is perfect for a day trip. This time we sat outside for lunch in the main square, then walked around a bit before heading out.
After our lunch in Strasbourg, we drove to Freiburg (a university town) to meet my cousin and his friends for dinner and a night cap. We didn’t get to see much, but my husband got in plenty of time on the autobahn while I slept in the backseat.
An interesting and visually diverse town, Bregenz, Austria is only about a 20-minute drive from my Aunt’s place in Ravensburg. We took a ski lift to the top of the mountain, where I had the brilliant idea of walking down instead of taking the ski lift back, and we got lost. For hours. And so, for hours and hours, we walked in circles down a very steep incline using muscles we rarely use. Needless to say, we were whimpering for the next few days! Once we found our way back, we sat on the shore of Lake Constance and skipped rocks. It ended up being one of my favorite days of our trip.
I know Frankfurt better than any place in Germany. My grandparents lived there and I spent many, many months exploring the city as a teenager.