Our first full day back in Germany! We got up early and went in to Wurzburg to the market, since that was one of the major things on the girls' list to do! When Orangina was a baby, she lived here, and came to the market every Saturday, so it was fun for her to see it as an (almost) grownup! :) It was such a good feeling to be back in the area--the smells and sounds of a Saturday market are really unique to those of us from the American suburbs. Lovely.
When we lived in country, we were lucky to live in this most beautiful of areas. We got used to the magnificent scenery and to some of the world's most picturesque streets. Rothenburg is just a few miles down the road, and that was our next stop. The girls have grown up with lithographs and photos on their walls at home depicting so many scenes and buildings from this fanciful little village. The picture below is a doorway in the courtyard behind the Rathaus in Rothenburg--a lithograph of this door has been hanging in my bedroom all of the Artist's life. When she saw it IRL, she gasped.
Even though Rothenburg is really "tourist central", we knew it through all the seasons, as a neighboring village, and we truly loved it there. Back in the day, it was jam-packed every summer weekend with American and Japanese tourists--so many you couldn't get down the street sometimes! This year, that was not the case.
Good news for us--bad news for the poor shopkeepers that are having another slower-than-normal high season. I spoke with one friendly and helpful man whose family owns a little shop near the marktplazt--Friese Kunstgewerbe (the Friese Shop). He told me that his family's business has really felt the pinch since so many of the American posts in the area have closed, and the sagging dollar is keeping U.S. tourists at home. Very friendly man and his prices aren't too terrible either. They're just around the corner of the Rathaus steps to the right as you're facing the building. Anyway, I could really tell a difference because we weren't crowded at all.
We ate lunch on the terrace at one of my favorite gasthauses--the one overlooking Jakob's Kirche. I I remember taking Chuck's parents there one afternoon long, long ago. Hotel Reichs Kuchenmeister. Later, we walked down to the cloister so the Artist could take some pics and see the beautiful valley spread out below. She came away saying "we have to come back at Christmas!" Such a great little village. I'm all for the Christmas visit, BTW! All it takes is $...
When we lived in country, we were lucky to live in this most beautiful of areas. We got used to the magnificent scenery and to some of the world's most picturesque streets. Rothenburg is just a few miles down the road, and that was our next stop. The girls have grown up with lithographs and photos on their walls at home depicting so many scenes and buildings from this fanciful little village. The picture below is a doorway in the courtyard behind the Rathaus in Rothenburg--a lithograph of this door has been hanging in my bedroom all of the Artist's life. When she saw it IRL, she gasped.
Even though Rothenburg is really "tourist central", we knew it through all the seasons, as a neighboring village, and we truly loved it there. Back in the day, it was jam-packed every summer weekend with American and Japanese tourists--so many you couldn't get down the street sometimes! This year, that was not the case.
Good news for us--bad news for the poor shopkeepers that are having another slower-than-normal high season. I spoke with one friendly and helpful man whose family owns a little shop near the marktplazt--Friese Kunstgewerbe (the Friese Shop). He told me that his family's business has really felt the pinch since so many of the American posts in the area have closed, and the sagging dollar is keeping U.S. tourists at home. Very friendly man and his prices aren't too terrible either. They're just around the corner of the Rathaus steps to the right as you're facing the building. Anyway, I could really tell a difference because we weren't crowded at all.We ate lunch on the terrace at one of my favorite gasthauses--the one overlooking Jakob's Kirche. I I remember taking Chuck's parents there one afternoon long, long ago. Hotel Reichs Kuchenmeister. Later, we walked down to the cloister so the Artist could take some pics and see the beautiful valley spread out below. She came away saying "we have to come back at Christmas!" Such a great little village. I'm all for the Christmas visit, BTW! All it takes is $...
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