I could get lost in Heidelberg, Germany. I could spend an entire lifetime discovering this city, walking the cobblestone stairs and getting in shape. I could look down the hilltop at the winding streets and never seize to be unhappy. Heidelberg, I thought is where one could retreat.


Upon entering the city, I decided that this was my favorite place I have traveled so far. I have said it before and I will say it again. Heidelberg is out of the pages of a storybook. I feel that I have made this reference many times about many places I have traveled to. That is because what I have seen is so unreal that it could only be considered fiction, could only be compared to a storybook.

We first made our trek up to the Heidelberg Castle. This was no easy feet. There was over 300 stairs up the mountainside. I thought I was going to die, or at least pass out. Even though it was a terrible climb, it was well worth it.

The castle was amazing. Housing the World’s largest wine barrel, the Heidelberg Castle was unlike anything I have ever seen. The interior of the castle was dark, yet not dim. It held the light of the Renaissance era.

I thought the view from the bottom of the mountain was beautiful. Yet, the view from the top was breathtaking. I couldn’t peel my eyes away from the view. The pictures I took did not even do it justice. But alas, the castle hours had come to an end and I had to rip myself away from the view.

After the castle, we were back downhill to the little town. The town square simply reinforced my opinion that we were in a storybook town. There was an outdoor market set up, with vendors selling trinkets.  I bought a nutcracker in the market because I thought it truly optimized Germany.

Once we were done shopping, we got dinner at an old fashioned looking place. We sat in a huge long wooden table and had yet another interesting meal. The salad again had mayo on it.

I did not want to leave at the end of the day. We walked along the Nekar River to end our day as we walked away from Heidelberg.