|Wow Germany...it was one place that I didn't care if we went or not. I can say I'm glad we went and I'd go back again. We flew into Frankfurt and grabbed a train to Koblenz which is along the Rhine River. We stayed there for a few days. It was a quaint little town, very cute. I felt like the youngest tourist there! There were a few tour buses where the average age was 70.
We got up the next morning and headed to Bachrach. It was a cute litte town with cobblestone streets. My main goal was to find a new battery charger for the new camera I got before this trip. We weren't in the right spot needless to say. This battery charger will have proven to be an assignement on patience. Learning to be flexible!!! (FYI we do manage to find a charger later in Italy). Drew found some artwork that we sent home. It's going to be exciting to see it again as I have no idea what it looks like now. After hiking to the top of this mountain (I guess it was small...and yes Mom, I went but kicking and screaming the whole time! You should've been there.) we went and grabbed lunch. We no sooner sat down and people just started asking if they could help us with the menu, suggestions for dinner, where were we from, etc. It was great. As we were eating lunch we looked up to the rooftop, which is built into the mountain, and see 2 billy goats strolling along doing there thing. It was such a fun sight but something that doesn't happen everyday.
We then headed to Munich were we spent the rest of our trip. Munich was fun to walk around and I managed to get some shopping in...shocker. I also found this amazing gourmet store. Actually Drew made the mistake of bringing me in. Alios Dalhmyr....it was so great. The best cheeses, patès, caviar, meats, chocolate etc. you can imagine. I had fun in there.
Next day we went to Dachau Concentration Camp. It was a fitting day as it was rainy and cold. We got there and went to the museum first. You could've spent easily 4 hours in the museum alone. There was so much to read and see. It was a very heavy day. Walking around the camp was so surreal. It was hard to really imagine the suffering that took place there. It was almost a defense mechanism to be able to even be there. The thing that really struck me was back by the crematorium it was so beautiful. The building to look at outside wasn't threatening in anyway. The landscape and trees around it made you feel like you were in a peaceful wonderland. I'm glad we can remember history and learn from past mistakes.
Next it's Italia!!!!