Triberg, Germany…Land of 1000 Cuckoo Clocks

Excerpt from my diary on Feb. 9, 2014

IMG_0830IMG_0821We are on our way to see the World’s Largest Cuckoo Clock store, in Triberg Germany.  It will take us about 1 1/2 hours to get there by train… 9 euros.  It looks like a quaint little town in the Black Forest.  Perhaps this afternoon we’ll find a cafe and try some Black Forest cake.

Many houses along this route have solar panels on their roofs.  Every town has a church with a tall steeple which you can see from anywhere in town.  And there are interesting castle like look-outs on the tops of the hills to protect the towns from invaders. Very mountainous terrain.

IMG_0808 IMG_0807 IMG_0806 IMG_0805From the train station, we went for a long walk into the town.  Didn’t take long to find some really beautiful stores.

IMG_0839 IMG_0836IMG_0848The first one we went to was the store with 1000 Clocks.  It was incredible…the workmanship that went into each and every one those clocks.  Upstairs they had a room full of teddy bears.  There was a gorgeous hand-made bed in there too…so ornate. I broke a pepper shaker by accident.  Oppps!  The shopkeeper was okay with it though and cleaned it up without a fuss.

IMG_0861IMG_0854We then went into a German restaurant.  Would you believe there are more Italian restaurants here than anything else.  Pizza pizza everywhere..the real wood oven kind.  We’ve discovered that “Pepperonis” on restaurant menus are really hot chili peppers and paprika are sweet peppers.  Bizarre. I had a vegetable strudel. It was alright.  I really enjoyed the salad that came with it. Then for the ultimate dessert ever…a Black Forest cake which I ate in the Black Forest.  Im telling you that that was one of the best cakes I have ever had in my entire life.  Divine.  Simply divine.  I have never had such light frothy fresh whip cream before.  It was real…no preservatives so I wasn’t coughing for 3 days like I usually do when I eat whip cream.  Each layer tasted so different.  The strawberries were really good too.  Must have been marinated in something for a while…probably some kind of liquor. I can’t eat Black Forest cakes in Canada…it gives me a headache and my lungs can’t tolerate it either because I become quite asthmatic (because of the perservatives).  But this, this was so good.IMG_0859

IMG_0890IMG_0895After lunch we went across the street to a museum full of clocks and music boxes.  It was so neat.  We used up all our $1 euros playing the gigantic music boxes and there was even a huge model train scene that we got running too.  That was quite the place. I bet they weren’t sorry when we left because I think we tried every one of the gadgets that asked for coins because it was fun to see what they would do. The giant music boxes were so old, yet they worked perfectly.

IMG_0851Unfortunately, we were running out of time…we had to get back to the station by 5:18 because that was the last train left to go back to Baden-Baden.  We went with Carmela and Gregory, the Italian couple we met from Richmond Hill. So as we are on our way back running back towards the train station, we quickly stepped back into the store with 1000 clocks to pick up some stuff…a German doll for Valentine’s day from Bobo to me and a cuckoo clock for my parents.  Picked up a Black Forest girl and boy key chain for the kids too.  I really wanted to go into a store that had a million carvings made out of Black Forest wood which was now open.  (Most stores are not open on Sunday, and some open later than others).  The carvings were unbelievably beautiful and mostly religious.

IMG_0814 IMG_0811 IMG_0812I wish we had more time to peruse in there but our time was running out.  We didn’t think we’d get to the train station on time so we kept a look-out for a taxi.  Lucky for us we found one coming towards us driving in the other direction.


It was freezing cold between those mountains and it was snowing lightly.  My feet were killing me by then…I was so happy to see that taxi and successfully flagged it down. We got to the train station with a bit of time to spare.  What an enjoyable afternoon. That was a lovely place to see.