Historians might say that any place that’s been invaded (OK, not my word; but you get the point) by the Celts, the Romans, the Alemanni, and the Franks might have once been a volitile region. Color me romantic, but I like to think that these guys knew a beautiful place when they saw it, and wanted to live here.
This area is right on the northern edge of the Black Forest and silly me, given the chance I’d want to live here, too. Not for it’s Old Town Hall that was built in 1584. Nor, for its Michaeliskirche church. Not even for its clock making that the town’s famous for.
I don’t want to live here to enjoy a musical festival that’s been taking place since 1981 with artists coming from far away as Saxony playing jazz, cabaret, chamber & choir music.
It isn’t the Enztal Cycle Track (for you bike enthusiasts), or the Harvest Celebration at the Martin Luther Community Center very October.
OK, that’s not all entirely true, I’d want to live here for all of those reasons.
Another reason is the every other year happening Straßenfest (Street Festival) in the city center and the craftsmen’s christmas market that takes place on the first weekend of December.
