German Swine

Christmas stuff for sale at the Dusseldorf Christmas Market.


A booth with crepes and other sweet treats.


Dusseldorf from the observation tower. This is the Rhine River.

You can see the tower behind the bridge. Fortunately, it was sunny when we went up.

Dennis and I went to the Christmas Market in Dusseldorf Germany for the weekend. Dusseldorf is only two hours away by train, just across the border. While this trip can be done in one day, we decided to spend the night and make it a bit of a vacation.

The first part of the adventure is getting there, of course. Dennis bought our train tickets earlier in the week directly at the train station. The train left at 11:00 am so we even had time to sleep in! Everything was going well on the train. We had our assigned seats and I packed sandwiches. When they announced that the next stop would be Dusseldorf, we got ready to get off. As we slowed into the station, we thought something was wrong because the sign said Duisburg. Knowing the city names can be quite different depending on the language (example being Cologne Germany, which appears is Koln in German), I decided to ask one of the other passengers getting off the train. “Is this Dusselfdorf?” I asked. “Yes, this is Dusselfdorf,” was the answer. So, we got off and the train zipped away. WE headed into the station in search of the tourist information office. We waited in line for a few minutes only to find out that we were at the ticketing office, not tourist information. But, still thinking there was something amiss, I asked the lady at the counter, “Is this Dusseldorf?” “No, this is Duisburg,” she answered. “Oh shit, we just got off the train at the wrong station,” I said. Rather than telling us we are stupid idiots who cannot even handle riding a train, she simply looked up the next train to Dusseldorf and told us which track to go to. We didn’t even have to buy another ticket because we had already paid to go to Dusseldorf! With true German efficiency, we arrived in Dusseldorf only 10 minutes behind schedule!

In the real city of Dusseldorf, the tourist information office gave us a map and marked the location of our hotel and the Christmas markets. Everything was within walking distance – although it was A LOT of walking! So, we headed off the hotel, dropped our luggage and went to the market.

The Christmas Market on Saturday afternoon is a very popular place. The food and drink booths were especially crowded. The traditional drink is Gluwein, spiced wine which is served hot to ward off the winter chill. I could only tolerate a few sips – it was very strong and very sweet. I don’t like sweet wine, but Dennis thought it was pretty good. Another local treat is pork roasted on a spit. Rather than wait in line and eat standing up, we found a near-by restaurant that specialized in roasted pork. The pork came on a plate with French Fries. No bread, no vegetable, not even some parsley. But the pork was divine! It was tender and succulent, with a lovely pork flavor not masked by anything but a bit of salt. Along with the fries, this was a meal to clog every artery in the body. So long heart – pass the pork! By the way, in German, they refer to pork as schwein, or swine, hence the title of the blog.

With full tummies, we walked around the rest of the market. It was easy to get in the Christmas spirit with all the booths selling Christmas decorations, gifts, and holiday treats. I’m not sure how much of the stuff was hand-made, or even German-made, and how much was from China, but it was cool nonetheless. We found a few cute things for us and a few for gifts.

The next morning, we were able to sleep late again. Without the cat, who wakes us up at 6:00 am or before every morning, we were able to sleep in peace. The hotel served breakfast until 11:00, so we didn’t even have to hurry for breakfast. When we did make it down for breakfast, we were pleasantly surprised. Not just bread and cheese, this was a full spread including fresh fruit and make-your-own waffles. It’s nice to be in a country where food is appreciated. The highlight of breakfast was the bacon, which was beyond delicious. These people really know their pork products!

As we had already seen most of the Christmas markets, we decided to go up to the observation deck of the tower (see picture). The day ended up being sunny so we had really good views of the city and the Rhine River. We made a note that the Rhine River is probably nice to see in the summer, too.

After the tower, we spent the rest of our time at the Christmas market tasting more of the treats. We tried the egg nog, but we were surprised at how much alcohol they managed to get into it. It was also served hot, which seems wrong for egg nog. The crepes were really good, though. And we got some sugar-roasted almonds to eat on the train back home.

By the time we got to the train station, we had been walking for four hours and I was seriously looking forward to sitting down for two hours. The train was super-crowded, but Dennis had paid a little bit extra to get assigned seats. It was worth the extra six euros especially since we were hauling all the stuff we bought! Needless to say, we managed to get back home without further mishaps and we deemed it a very successful trip.