We enjoyed a walking tour of Bamberg’s beautifully preserved Old Town area, a UNESCO World Heritage Site. We did a bit of exploring on our own. We sampled the town’s famous locally brewed smoky beer, Rauchbier. Back to the Odin for lunch, followed by a nap. We are cruising along the scenic Main River, which winds its way from east to west through the Franconia region of Germany.
After an early breakfast, we checked out of the Hilton. We boarded a bus and traveled to the Bavarian city of Nuremburg through historic and picturesque Bohemia, along the border separating Germany and the Czech Republic. We enjoyed lunch at Bratwurst Roselien. Then back on the bus for a tour of the former Nazi parade grounds and the Palace of Justice, historic home of the Nuremberg Trials. A brief stop to use the WC at the Court House, then on to Bamberg where we boarded the Odin. A wonderful dinner, where we met Miki and Jerry.
An early breakfast at our hotel. A city tour of Prague by tour bus. The afternoon spent wandering around the city on foot, enjoying the local beer and food. An early dinner at Cafe Imperial. The cobblestones, while beautiful, are hard on joints. Most of the streets were paved hundreds of years ago, but the sidewalks were done quite recently, in 1969. They are not so much cobblestone as more like ceramic tile in a shower, except they get rather slippery when there is a drizzle as there was Thursday evening and, to a lesser extent, Friday.
Our tour guide today, Vera, was less of a guide, although there was enough of that, and more of a conveyor of local legend and lore. The Communists were ousted 25 years ago in the “Velvet Revolution.” The WWII Russian tank displayed in front of City Hall was painted pink back then. The artist responsible for the pink tank also crafted the “Computer Babies” that are pictured.
The attitude of the Czechs toward the Germans seems to be something like, “We have to be nice to our neighbors, but we remember what they did, the bastards.”
Tomorrow we rise early, leaving for Germany at about 8 am. We get a tour of Nuremburg and join the Viking ship “Oden” to begin the cruise.
We met our esteemed travel companions, Ken and Mary at MSP. Beer drinking commenced immediately. Did you hear the one about the man who owned a Rarey Bird? It seems he left it in his car on a hill. The car rolled down the hill, off a bridge and into a river. The local Policeman writing up the accident reported; “it’s a long way to tipararey.” It’s longer to Prague. But, here, it is interesting! For a metropolitan area of 2 million people, the traffice problems are severe. The beer and wine are good, and cheap, as is the food. We enjoyed dinner at the Kilkovna Celnice. [www.kolkovna.cz] Kolkovna is a typical Czech restaurant which offers traditional cuisine. We tried the homemade Pilsner as well as Pilsner Goulash.
Moving day! Likely, one of several. I met the movers at my storage unit bright and early. I could be of no help to them, so I filled my car and headed to the house to start unpacking. We were delightfully surprised with a grocery delivery from our Realtor. He brought toilet paper, Kleenex, napkins, plates, many sandwiches and condiments, water, cookies, cola, trash bags, napkins, eating utensils, veggies, chips, hand soap, etc Wowser! Everything we need to get us through the weekend. While we were very happy to see the Surveyor, Steve was disappointed to learn that he cleared brush from what turned out to be the City of Wayzata’s property. We are prepared for the fence installation to begin tomorrow. We need the fence installed before we can move the dogs, and we need to move the dogs ASAP so we can work on getting the Victoria house ready to list. Our new mattress was delivered. A quilt my Mom made me Christmas of 2011 is going to work perfectly! My ambitious goal is to have all my stuff out of the garage by Sunday evening. We gave it all we had today. Our backs hurt, our knees hurt, our feet hurt.
We closed on our house today! We both had our cars loaded with stuff that we dropped off afterward. We celebrated with dinner at Floyd’s. Mostly, we were just too beat to cook.