|Lübeck, view of St.Marien zu Lübeck|
The legend goes that marzipan was first made in Lübeck, possibly in response either to a military siege of the city or a famine year. The story, perhaps apocryphal, is that the town ran out of all food except stored almonds and sugar, which were used to make loaves of marzipan "bread". So says Wikipedia. Whatever, it is definitely the home of the most famous marzipan makers in the world, Niederegger. And today is also the first day of the Christmas Markets in Germany, so another excuse to go!
From the train station you enter the old town over the charming Puppenbrücke, or bridge of 'dolls'.
|Statue on the Puppenbrücke representing Harmony (Eintracht)|
|Lion on the approach to Holstentor|
|Holstentor from the city side|
|Lübeck 'brick Gothic'|
|More brick Gothic, with glazed brickwork|
|And yet more variations of the same! Lübeck IS the Mother of Brick Gothic|
... with glimpses of the many mediaeval churches ....
|Often the towering churches are impossible to take in without getting a cricked neck!|
|Beautiful oriel window on the Marktplatz|
|Half-timbered building, Lübeck|
|Bikes outside a University building|
Lübeck's importance was built on its Hanseatic status - and wharves, harbours and warehouses encircle it.
|An der Obertrave|
|dogs playing on the beach at Travemünde|
|Limbering up against a jetty|
|Marzipanwelt - marzipan disguised as bananas, apples and other fruit. |
Not to be counted towards your five portions a day.
|Go on, it's your birthday darling!|
Today was also the first Monday after Totensonntag, which means that the Christmas Markets start all over Germany. We spent the rest of the evening taking in the glowing Gemütlichkeit of the usual Weihnachtsmarkt goodies and the aroma of Glühwein and sizzling food.
|Christmas ornaments for sale|
|And more ornaments|
|And roasted nuts and Lebkuchen hearts|
|And wooden Christmas decorations|
|And more nuts and Lebkuchen|
|And Glühwein stalls|
|And hook-a-duck stalls!|
|And, and, and ... well, you get the picture. And by the New Year we'll probably have got sick of them everywhere !|
|An der Obertrave at night|