After running ourselves ragged in Vienna, we took the train to Nurnberg, a city I was particularly enthusiastic to see for its famed Christmas markets and Nazi war history. There’s a lot to like about Nurnberg. It fairly crackles with the hum of people, the bright lights of a medieval old town and the taste of that famous Nurnberg sausage.
The Nuremberg War Trials of 1945 and 1946 put this town firmly on the map. Little wonder the trials were held here given Hitler chose Nuremberg for his massive Nazi rallies. The swastika may be missing; it was shot down by the Russians, but anyone familiar with films featuring the massive Nazi Rally Grounds will recognise the scene in the photo below. Two hundred thousand people would assemble here before the Fuhrer on grounds the size of 12 football fields. There’s an excellent museum as well.
At the risk of sounding repetitive, I needed longer in Nurnberg. Two days went nowhere. Guess I’ll be returning.
Next stop: More Christmas magic in Rothenburg ob der Tauber