Welcome to my hometown and new home (it’s a longer story).
After seven years abroad I had decided it was time to go back to my roots (read more About Me). And this is how I got to explore my hometown as a tourist. The place I grew up in, the city I went to school to with the bakery I worked for in between live changing decisions; I now saw the town I once turned my back on from a whole different angle, and I couldn’t be any happier about it!
Hameln is a rather quaint city in the federal stated called Lower Saxony (German: Niedersachsen). It is surrounded by the Weserbergland (Weser Uplands) and strategically placed by the same-called river. The Weser is formed by the confluence of the Fulda and Werra and runs into the North Sea.
The earliest records of Hameln reach as far back to 790 and the oldest house known was built in 1220 – this house has seen so much change in the world which, for a second, make you feel as if you are just a small fraction in this town’s history.
Most people only know Hameln because of the Pied Piper – a man dressed in colorful clothes who came to town to help the people get rid of the rat infestation. After successful completion he was promised a sack of gold. He started playing his flute and the rats came out of their hiding places and followed him down the river where they drowned (plot twist: rats can swim). The Pied Piper returned to the mayor of the city who promised him the reward, but now denied such a deal. Aggrieved and resentful, he returned to Hameln on Sunday morning while the adults of the city attended church, and he started playing his flute one more time. However, this time instead of rats, the children of Hameln walked out of their homes as if in a trance. Every child follow the Pied Pieper out of the city except for two: a deaf child who did not hear the tune and a crippled child who was not able to keep up. The Pied Piper played his flute until he and the children vanished in a mountain (some endings report the kids to be found in Transylvania later on…). There is still a street in the old part of the town where it is forbidden to sing, play any kind of music, whistle, or even hum!
I have told this story more than I can remember while living in the United States. The more people were interested in my hometown, the more I enjoyed talking about it. When I visited in Winter 2016, I literally fell in love with my hometown. Suddenly, I cherished the architecture and the winding cobble stone alleys. One of the greatest part of this town; however, is that Hameln has a lot of traditions and annual festivals throughout each season which makes it a great destination year round. How about drinking a mug of Glühwein (English: mulled wine) outside at the Christmas Market or eat a crêpe at one of the other festivals like MysticaHamelon in March.
When I moved back in August 2017, my newfound love proved to not have faded and so I started to take pictures of Hameln to show my friends and family at home (second home: Kentucky).
Comment for more infos about Hameln, a unique stop for your Germany trip! Would you like to wander the streets of Hameln, or enjoy a cup of coffee in one of the many cute, personal cafes?