The courthouse on the town square, with the flags of Bavaria, Kulmbach, and Germany.
August 20, 2015 Before we head to Bayreuth, Katie and I are farm-sitting for friends in Kulmbach–sprawling stone farmhouse, beautiful views, pigs and gardens and physical labor and evenings in front of the fire. For me, it is a chance to get out of my head: I cook in the huge kitchen for hours every day, stack wood for the fire. There’s not much space to overthink things.
Today, we took a break from the work to spend a few hours downtown, along with the two other young ladies who are watching the farm with us.
Kulmbach, like almost every other tiny Dorf in northern Bavaria, is beautiful–not in a touristy, expensive way, but with the sort of effortless charm that reminds me of the villages in Vermont. We drank cappuccinos and then hiked up to the castle outside of town, in the rain, wearing wool sweaters. Autumn is almost here.
The inner courtyard of the Plassenburg, the local castle.
We all stopped a the café for coffee and ice-cream, thanks to a generous tipp from the young farmer who bought two piglets from us yesterday.
The clock-tower at the Lutheran church.
On the other side of the camera, for once. Thanks, Katie.
Kulmbacher Bier. Kulmbach, village that it is, is renowned across Germany for its breweries.
And perhaps best of all, there are mountains in northern Bavaria.
Thanks again, for keeping us posted on your and Katie’s adventures :- ) Is Kulmbach where Katie had her “pig” incident? Would love to have met you both at the cafe for ice cream!
Fab coif!