Continuing down the “Romantische Strasse” or Romantic Road on my 1984 tour of Germany with my parents, we stopped at the town of Dinkelsbühl – which is another historic medieval walled city southwest of Nürnberg; and here my mom and I pose for a photo in front of their English rental car.
Dinkelsbühl doesn’t receive nearly the press of its sister medieval walled city of Rothenburg ob der Tauber just to the north, but it is in its own right, a beautiful walled city of medieval architecture as well.
There is a quaintness to Dinkelsbühl, which although less “fairy tale like” than Rothenburg, is more “cozy” or “gemütlich” – which is my favorite German word!
From the Google Map satellite view of Dinkelsbühl, you can see that there is more water in and around Dinkelsbühl’s central area which adds a natural feel and element to the city’s personality.
Dinkelsbühl’s historic medieval walls and towers still exist, with their own characteristic and very quaint design – like a proper little “miniature house” lifted high on an elevated foundation.
This is Dinkelsbühl’s marketplace, and the dark timberframe building in the middle of the picture is called the “Deutsches Haus.”
The “Old World” feeling of these medieval cities radiates immediately when you visit them – as cozy, comfortable and “gemütlich” as a favorite sweater on a cool day.
You can just imagine being a watchman on the city wall centuries ago, manning your position from a similar perspective as this 1984 photo was taken.
St. George’s Church, towers over an idylic cobblestone street in Dinkelsbühl; in a scene and setting that couldn’t be more quaint, innocent and harmless.
This is the left stained glass window panel that stands behind the altar of St. George’s Church in Dinkelsbühl, Germany.
Here is the right stained glass window panel that stands behind the altar of St. George’s Church in Dinkelsbühl, Germany.
This common scene of barnyard chickens captivated my camera in Dinkelsbühl, because of the universal simplicity and natural appeal of the subject matter…chickens.
A view looking out the window of one of my hotel rooms, over a window box full of red Geraniums – a common characteristic of German buildings, which softens any building’s facade.
This was our hotel, “The Kaiser Hotel Sonne” in Nördlingen Germany, across the street from the Town Hall, with my parents standing at the top of the staircase; the hotel can also be seen in the bottom left corner of Wikipedia’s Nördlingen article (in the aerial view with the cars parked in front), and in Google Images for “Hotel Sonne.”