Mostly Nurnberg with a side of Munich


See all our Germany photos on Flickr.

In Nurnberg we had loads of beer, bratwurst, wiener schnitzel and great times. Our Air BnB apartment was right on the river and no more than a 15 minute walk from the sites and the sounds in the heart of the city. One of the first things we did was pay a visit (three visits, actually!) to the Imperial Castle of Nuremberg.


We walked the grounds both during the day and at night, where there’s a stunning view of the city from the castle wall. The tour of the inside was fantastic with it’s high painted ceilings, creaky wood floors, giant doors and a freezing cold and musty stone chapel down in it’s belly. We viewed the 50 meter deep well, and we climbed the winding stairs to the top of the tower. Totally worth it for the view from the top.

From the castle wall at night we saw a giant Ferris Wheel, so we did a little snooping around and found out that it’s a yearly event called VolksFest. It’s one hell of a German carnival where nearly everyone dresses in their liederhosen to ride the rides, play the games and dance to live American music on the tops of all of the tables. We went to a “space party” – a ride that I think none of us will soon forget.


Wall art, fresh markets street musicians and beer gardens scattered everywhere. In October the weather there is perfect.

Something I’ve always been fascinated with and horrified by is WWII history; Nazi Germany in particular. Our full day at the Nazi Documentation Center and rally grounds shook me to my core exactly the way I knew it would. Congress Hall was gigantic, and from the outside it looked like a massive greek coliseum. Immovable and invasive – quite on purpose. As much as that place and the museum inside it filled me with sadness, nothing could prepare me for the Zeppelin Field. It’s the size of 9 football fields and could fit 100,000 people. To stand at the Zeppelin Grandstand was…ominous. It’s in a state of ruin now, but it’s easy to see it’s massive past even through the crumbling concrete. The effects of that era will always be seen in the ruins that are dotted throughout Europe. At the top of the Imperial Castle tower, at the base of each window there were photographs of the city before the bombs. Much different than what you see through those windows now. And at Zeppelin Field, you can see photos of it when it was new in order to be able to compare it to now.

On our hunt for a Tucher brewery (that doesn’t actually exist, but we had a beer there anyway) Jessa found a discarded tulip as we walked across the street from the fake brewery to a hipster pub. The tulip was one from the hipster pub’s table vases where they had given a wanderer some free beer along with said tulip which he then tossed on the ground. They informed us that Tucher was the beer of Satan, and that we would have WAY more fun if we stayed there. So we did.

Our day trip to Munich was lovely, but it went by too fast. We walked a lot, then sat at a beer garden for the best meal ever followed by hopping the last bus tour around the city. Most of the photos are from the top of that very bus.

On one of our last days there, Jessa and I proclaimed it to be “Champagne Day”. We carried champagne with us all day on the trains and walking through Nurnberg. It was one of the funnest days ever.

I loved Germany – I can’t wait to go back there one day. I want to see Berlin.