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|Rotthenberg am Taub...|
|Saturday, 1 September 2001... ALL ABOARD!!! Here we are at the Frankfurt Hauptbahnof... the main train station. In the background, our high-speed InterCity Express (ICE) train is just pulling in. It's right on time of course. We left ten minutes later bound for Wurtzberg where 90 minutes later, we would connect with the regional train to Rotthenberg.||Are we ready to go
ROTTHENBERG AM TAUB is about 3 hours southeast (by train) from Frankfurt am Main. 'Am Taub' in German means 'on the Taub'. Taub is a river running through Rotthenberg which is in the northern tip of Bavaria.
It is a medieval city with a rampart (wall) surrounding the village. The wall has turrets at each of the corners.
|The trip there by
ICE is very pleasant and relaxing... especially in the first class cabins.
OK... so here we are heading east on the ICE... it doesn't look like it but we were travelling at about 200 mph soon after this photo was taken.
|There is something about my sister that she attracts 'different' people. Here, she ran into a German 'football' team... or as we call it back home, soccer. Well, they obviously loved Mert, who took this photo. This was at the Wurtzberg train station where we switched to the regional train to head south to Rotthenberg.|
a most delightful, medieval village in northern Bavaria... a shopping mecca
for my sister Mert and her buddy, Rosemary.
It was overcast and drizzly when we arrived from Frankfurt but the skies cleared later in the day. It was a very memorable and beautiful day.
|On arriving, we paused
for coffee to set our strategy and plans for the day. First thing to do,
get some umbrellas so that we won't get drenched.
I of course volunteered to go find some unbrellas in a local shop.
|So here we are in
Rotthenberg... a medieval village loaded with art, architecture, folklore
and historical festivities.... and what do the ladies want to do?
SHOP!!! of course.
|They finally emerge
ready to go enjoy the festivities, the village muenster (cathedral) and
great German folk music.
Below are some of the scenes in the village of Rotthenberg...
1. some characters
from the ancient German days...
|DOWN THE HATCH! There they are... the two life friends, Rosemary and Mert taking a break in a street café in Rotthenberg listening to a very good German brass band play Bavarian folk music. That liter stein of beer is not Mert's... it's mine. GREAT BEER! I sipped on my beer while the girls took their schnopps down the hatch. Don't they look like they are enjoying that drink?|
|MERT'S GOOD DEED....
leave it to my sister to come to the aid of a friendly fellow American
serviceman. After this photo was taken, the gentleman went back to the
change room to take off his 'lederhosen' (leather pants) because they were
too tight. From the change room, he complained aloud that he wasn't able
to get out of his pants because they were too tight... my sister, Mert
volunteered to go in with him and help take off his pants! What a generous
I want you folks to know that while all of this was going on, I was visiting the local cathedral and in fact, decided to take advantage of the peace and quiet (away from the girls) to take a nap...
And now... we've headed back 'home' to our little B&B in Frankfurt... the Hotel Westend.
I congratulated myself for having survived my first day with Rosemary and Mert.
By the way, the following
two photos are contrasting scenes from downtown Frankfurt:
2. one of Frankfurt's modern silver sky scrapers a few blocks away in the financial district (Frankfurt is the Wall Street of Germany)... this building was one of Mert's favorites with the flowing neck tie sculpture.
|So here we are in
our favorite drawing room at the Westend, enjoying our evening cocktail
before going out to dinner.
Actually, in all honesty,
I miss those neat chat sessions with Rosemary and my sister, Mert.
Next day's agenda... Strasbourg, France. Below is a sneak preview of the city skyline... Click here to tour Strasbourg...