A Frizzy Weekend In… Dusseldorf
Have you heard the saying, “Home is Where the Heart is?” Well, that’s how I ended up in Dusseldorf for the weekend. I’ve never been interested in visiting Germany, but I’ll go wherever my loved ones are. And my favourite Tunisian lives there.
First Impressions
I felt indifferent when I arrived. Dusseldorf just came across as a plain jane. Saying that I arrived after missing my initial flight, which zoned me out. When I arrived in the city centre I realised how cold the city really was. The city was busy, but not London, overwhelmingly busy, and I needed that.
What I Did
Well, I filled my belly at the Christmas/Winter markets. It clearly goes down at these markets. I got me some gingerbread!
I let my inner child out and played with bubbles by the London eye looking Ferris wheel. It felt so good, I can’t say children’s parents felt my vibes though haha.
I ended up in some haunted “danger-danger high voltage” zone. My homegirl took me to see what was supposed to be Dusseldorf’s sweetest spot, the Rhine Tower. But because google maps clearly pranked her we ended up in a deserted industrial zone that looked like a scene from a horror movie. We all know who gets killed in these horror movies first!
Food
I’m definitely a fan of the schnitzel. I became a believer during this trip. I was nervous about eating out because I thought it would be pork central in every meal, and I don’t eat the swine! Meals in Dusseldorf were basic though, can’t say I had high hopes though because I’d be lying. Major lack of seasoning!
I would recommend Hexe Bolker 4 in Altstadt though for dinner and to catch a vibe! I can vouch for the Chicken Escalope Schnitzel with Peppercorn sauce and fries.
Wrap Up
Dusseldorf was ayt. I liked that that I didn’t need to leave out early and come back in the evening to experience the city. It felt really refreshing to not have a pre planned list, or to have to fit things in. Dusseldorf allowed me Netflix and chill time, which is forever favourite of mine. And them 9 hour sleeps, ouuu they were the one.
Everyone seemed chilled and I felt comfortable roaming the city. Then again I don’t speak a word of German so if the people were cussing me I wouldn’t know aha.
I’ll visit again for love. I’m still indifferent, swinging to a like but definitely not in love with the city!
