Have you ever crossed something off your bucket list that you didn’t even dream of putting it on the list, because you didn’t know it was a possibility? Celebrating a wedding in a real castle for example? Well, this dream came through for me, I’m still pinching myself. And it couldn’t have been with a better person (other than my husband). My friend since high school got married and celebrated in Schloss Kronberg (Kronberg castle) in Germany. If you ever find yourself near Frankfurt, do visit. Or even better, stay overnight. Or best: get married!! The staff is attentive and friendly. And we even got a tour. Let me just say Schloss Kronberg is a “newer” castle for Germany. Most castles around here are from 1400 and older. This one is from 1889. And it is quite quirky, lots of layers of different styles as you might be able to tell from the outside. But the inside is elegant, yet warm.
Let me give you a tour.
Upon arriving we went into a reception room toasting to the couple and eating appetizers, while the bride and groom got their pictures taken. I wasn’t the main photographer. I mostly tried to get pictures of relatives while the main photographer was busy with the couple. But one time I snug behind him and took the picture with the tree. My friend got married at the end of November, so everything was decked out in Christmas colors.
After appetizers we were lead to the dining room for a four course meal.
The bride and the groom. Lovely!
Have you ever had cappuccino herb and mushroom soup? Sooo good! Scratch that off the bucket list…
After hours of eating we got a tour. It was dark by then, thus challenging to get a decent picture.
What a great day. I’d love to come back sometime in the summer, they have a lovely garden and terrace.
All pictures taken by me, except for the one that has me in it. My friend’s brother in law took that one. (Thank you Martin for taking a picture I like). I used a Canon 5d Mark ll, with a 50mm f/1.2 lens.
Today is St. Martin’s Day in Germany. It is a sweet tradition I grew up with and miss. There are many origins to the celebration but the one I remember is the Roman Soldier St. Martin of Tours, who gave up half of his coat to a poor man on the road on a cold winter night. He was riding on his horse, with nothing on him other than his sword and cloak, when he saw the person in need. He cut his cloak in half and gave it to the poor person. It is a sweet way to start the holiday season centered on giving and showing compassion.
In Germany it is mostly celebrated by pre-school aged children and their parents. Children will participate in processions after dark, carrying handmade lanterns and follow a horse-back rider caring a sword and a cloak. The rider will lead them back to the pre-school, where a warm fire and hot beverages are waiting for them.
Have you ever participated in one of these? Or did you grow up with other traditions you miss?
most people in Frankfurt live in small apartments. A lot of people have potted plants on their balcony but if they really want a place of their own to relax they rent a nearby plot from a garden association. These are tiny gardens, much like a typical back yard, but it was fun to see how everyone did their garden differently. It shows how people express themselves in their space.
Here are some pictures I took while walking around Sachsenhausen, the part of Frankfurt where I grew up.
The gnome is holding a flag of the local soccer team.
While most of the gardens I saw where wild and overgrown, my sister’s garden was nicely manicured.
My son and nephew playing in my sister’s garden.
Every garden has a little house where people have little kitchens and even a bed for staying overnight.
I really enjoyed these lush, green gardens, especially because we live in the desert and our yard consists mostly of rocks and shrubs.
Have a lovely weekend,
I’m back from my vacation to Germany. I went to visit my family; but for my 8 year old, who learned about medieval history last year, I called it “end of the year class trip”. I wanted him to see a real castle, built in 1213. So my sister took us outside of Frankfurt to castle Roneburg. I grew up with these castles all around me, but it was a whole new experience seeing it as an adult.
Here is my son Shane (to the right) with his German cousin sitting on a cannon. They had so much fun running around; we came early enough to have the place to ourselves.
Here he is being publicly shamed.
One of the great halls used for feasts.
As a wanna be writer this writing desk is so appealing. It might just compel you to put your laptop aside and write a hand written letter once again…
Had we come a few days later there would have been reenactments, bow and arrow shootings, medieval music, and much much more.
So, if you find yourself in the neighborhood, you must go and see it. I surely will schedule my next visit around their festivals, and I would bring my 14 old son who could identify all the weapons displayed there.