The reaction of everyone we told that we were going to Stuttgart for a midweek break was:
Put simply, Stuttgart has an excellent Christmas Market, museums featuring Porsche Mercedes, Lindt Chocolate, and the largest* pig museum in Germany, if not the world.
By day, Stuttgart is relentlessly modern, its railway marshalling yards having had more than their fair share of RAF and USAF attention. Despite this, large swathes of mature parkland cut through the northern part of the city, making a pleasant day’s walking between fuel stops.
One such was at Killingberg – a well-executed modern estate in cubist white. It works because the Germans do not try to decorate their public spaces with large amounts of fast-food litter.
By night, the Centrum turns into an illuminated fairyland, and the locals crowd in to enjoy Bratwurst, Pommes, Lebkuchen and Germ Knödel; all washed down with Glühwein, Blonder Engels and Eier Punsch.
The highlight of the holiday was a walk deep into the industrial riverside, where, by the gasworks, was the Slachthof (Slaughterhouse Inn) and aforementioned Pig Museum.
Almost everything Pig-related was there. Not since the Dutch National Airline Sick Bag Collection has there been such eccentric devotion to a cause.
The line that hooked us was “Pig enthusiasts can visit the museum then enjoy one of the relatives in the Schlachterhof next door”. Judge for yourselves. Lekker!
*Size claims should be treated with suspicion. Here is the largest maze in Holland.