Deidesheim on the Wine Strasse--Wine Road--dates back to 1100. Many homes and buildings showed the various dates of their establishment. The streets were narrow and twisting, built in a time when horse and buggy were the means of transportation. Each building was unique and beautiful in its own way. It was a place to walk through, not drive by: beautiful, quaint, and timeless.
The town was nestled in the greens of vineyards, fig trees, and beautiful gardens. We hiked and biked up through the vineyards on the hills, and looked out over the village, over row upon row of beautifully laid out grape vines, leading to the town with its red clay roofs and church spires.
The food was great. Wursts and salamis, pates, fresh breads, fruit, grapesaft, cheeses, and, of course, delicious German beer and wine.