After realizing how sore we were from hiking, our day took on  a rather traditionally German life. That is to say, a soon to become family member of mine rather insisted on us trying the famous Swabian “Maultaschen” dish (which literally means “muzzle pockets,” but more commonly referred to as Swabian pockets). If you talk to any Swabian (which that particular soon to become member of the family isn’t), they will insist that Swabian pockets are one of the best dishes the Swabian cuisine has to offer. I’m not sure whether all non-Swabians would agree, but in any case, we did have Maultaschen, and afterwards we moved on to Karlsruhe, where the Karlsruhe Palace was still awaiting our visit, together with some Dutch and American friends. Welcome to the world! Or at least: welcome to Karlsruhe!

Karlsruhe Palace