If you have read my blog more than once, you might have noticed how ‘visiting Missouri’ does not mean I drive through the whole state. For those of you who are celebrity spotters, when I am visiting Missouri, I will most likely be around Saint Louis. I do know, however, that rural Missouri has its own perks. Every time I get out of the city and off the highway, I notice myself take picture after picture, because the Missouri landscape is plain beautiful once you get off that highway. One of the smaller towns I visited, was Hermann. In many ways, it was different from what I’m used to.

Market Street, aka Main Street

First of all, the size of the town was different (as is often the case when talking about ‘smaller towns’). Highway 19 changes into main street (Market street, in this case) and is crossed by 1st to 12th street. What I quickly learned, is that a smaller town comes with even more pick-up trucks than a normal Missouri highway. Which is quite an accomplishment. The people had more beards, less sense of fashion and were overall nice. Sometimes exhaustingly chatty, but always nice. I had lunch in a Saucage House that, in line with the German heritage of the town, made and sold Bratwursts. Also, if you shot a deer but weren’t man enough to skin it, they did that too. The lady who owned the place showed us around, having us taste every single type of Bratwurst they sold. There was one type introduced with the words: ‘It tastes like pepperoni pizza, without the crust.’ Those who know me (or even met me once) will recognize that’s a phrase that will want me to marry you.

2nd Street. Now multiply by 12 and there's all of Hermann.

The small town was fun to walk around in, although there wasn’t really much to do besides the wineries. Getting a feel of the realer Missouri was pretty special, and although I cannot imagine myself living in a town that is half trailerpark (we weren’t sure, but I don’t want to live in a house where people are guessing whether it’s a trailer or not) and half bad roads. There is a unique feel to those towns and it is lots of fun to stroll their streets.

Now that's a cute place to live. Or, you know, somewhere else.

What’s the biggest stereotype I could’ve thrown in there?

What kind of town do you live in?