Hahndorf

We visited Hahndorf because it's something you do when you're in the Adelaide area. Hahndorf is the oldest German settlement in Australia so somehow that makes it a worthy attraction.

This was one of the first signs I saw when we were going into Harndorf and it made me laugh because the first thing I thought of was big German couples swapping spouses. I am sick like that.


The real welcome is more proper.



The whole town - and there's not much of it - is very charming, albeit in a kitschy kind of way. All the cafes seem to offer strudel that died in the microwave oven and authentic German sausages. I bought a pot of very colourful and edible chillies for Howie to bring back to his father, who is an avid gardener.

We visited Beerenberg farm and its pick-your-own strawberry field. I didn't buy any jam there because Beerenberg is too commercialised. I prefer my jams from the farmer's markets and without pectin although the best strawberry jam I've ever tasted is by a brand called Sawaya, available in supermarkets in Tokyo. A very close runner-up is the pink coloured Golden Raspberry jam from Berkshire Berries.

A cute little boy and his harvest.