Pretty view of the valley from Rothenburg.
The market square with some sidewalk cafes.
Walking around the city walls.
I think you can guess who these people are.
The fountain near the market square.
After months of working too much and suffering the cold and rainy end of winter in the Netherlands, Dennis and I finally had some plans to get out of Dodge. Susan, my sister-in-law, who lives in Tucson, was going to be in Germany for a conference at the end of April. She called us a few weeks before and we arranged to meet her in Rothenburg, a touristy town near Fankfurt. We were lucky because the last day of April is actually a holiday in the Netherlands, so we had a three day weekend.
On Friday morning, Dennis and I started driving towards Frankfurt. I was apparently too optimistic in my time estimates. It was supposed to take about 4 hours to get to Frankfurt and then another 1.5 hours on to Rothenburg. Unfortunately, the road from Frankfurt to Rothenburg was one non-stop traffic jam from all the road construction. It was a bit ironic to be stuck going 30mph on the aurtobahn. We finally arrived a few hours later than planned, but still earlier than Susan whose flight was delayed.
We got settled in the really cute bed and breakfast that Susan picked out. Then, we went to explore the town a bit. Rothenburg is an old Roman fortified city built in the 1600’s at the intersection of two major trade routes, the East-West route to Asia and the North-South route to Rome. The city still has the old wall all the way around it and a really cute and compact city-center filled with shops and sidewalk cafes. We had a quick look around town and a cup of tea and then went back to see if Susan had arrived yet.
Waiting around the room, I was just getting restless so I decided to take my book to the lobby and wait there. I opened the door and stepped into the hall and almost ran right into my mother. My mother?! Just a few steps behind her was Susan with a big smile on her face. That wasn’t the way they planned the surprise, but I was surprised anyway.
Since it was already dinner time, we found a nice restaurant and enjoyed the heavy German cuisine. As we were leaving, we noticed that it was almost 8:00 and there was a tour starting in just a few minutes. We decided to do the Night Watchman’s tour, billed as the best evening activity in town. We met the group in the market square and waited for the Night Watchman to show up. He was easy to spot in his period clothing. He told us about life in the city in the 1600’s before the streets were paved and before they had sewers. The town’s livelihood was textiles, mainly wool from the locally raised sheep. The city walls were built to keep out raiding armies, but they didn’t always work. The town was nearly destroyed in WWII by bombs from American planes. Just before the end of the war, the Americans had orders to destroy the town to catch some high level Nazi Generals who were hiding there. But the American in charge was of German heritage, his family from Rothenburg. He didn’t want to destroy such a beautiful city. So, he met with the mayor and they figured out a way to save the town. The mayor surrendered the city in the morning, a move that made him a traitor. The generals were not found and 3 days later the war was over. After the war, the city asked for donations to help rebuild the historic walls. People were able to buy pieces of the wall in 1 meter increments and get their names posted along their section of wall.
Knowing the history of the town, we spent Saturday exploring the walls and the cute souvenir shops. Since we had the car with us, we were able to buy bigger things than most tourists can manage. The Christmas shop is where I got in the most trouble. Every day is Christmas in this little town. I got a very tall pyramid decoration. The pyramid is typically German ornament made from wood. There are candle holders around the base and the top has a propeller. The heat from the candles makes the propeller turn and all the little hand-carved figures turn around like a carrousel. As soon as I unpack it, I’ll get a picture to publish.
We really had a relaxing day, stopping when we were tired for lunch or a cup of tea, enjoying the view of the green and yellow valleys, and simply taking the time to chat and enjoy the company. I have to also say how nice this town was for tourists. They had public (and free) bathrooms all over the place, as if they wanted us to stay a while. The hotel guy was very helpful and made sure we had a map of the town and a bed long enough for Dennis. The waiter and waitresses all took time to describe their food and encourage us to try some of the seasonal specialties. At the shops, they opened packages to let me see things up close. Everyone was super-friendly and seemed to welcome tourists and Americans. The level of service stood in contrast to the business-like Dutch waiters and the surly French ones.
I was sad to have to say goodbye to Mom and Susan so soon, but on Sunday morning, we had to start the long drive back home. We found a route with less road construction, so at least the traffic wasn’t bad.
On Friday morning, Dennis and I started driving towards Frankfurt. I was apparently too optimistic in my time estimates. It was supposed to take about 4 hours to get to Frankfurt and then another 1.5 hours on to Rothenburg. Unfortunately, the road from Frankfurt to Rothenburg was one non-stop traffic jam from all the road construction. It was a bit ironic to be stuck going 30mph on the aurtobahn. We finally arrived a few hours later than planned, but still earlier than Susan whose flight was delayed.
We got settled in the really cute bed and breakfast that Susan picked out. Then, we went to explore the town a bit. Rothenburg is an old Roman fortified city built in the 1600’s at the intersection of two major trade routes, the East-West route to Asia and the North-South route to Rome. The city still has the old wall all the way around it and a really cute and compact city-center filled with shops and sidewalk cafes. We had a quick look around town and a cup of tea and then went back to see if Susan had arrived yet.
Waiting around the room, I was just getting restless so I decided to take my book to the lobby and wait there. I opened the door and stepped into the hall and almost ran right into my mother. My mother?! Just a few steps behind her was Susan with a big smile on her face. That wasn’t the way they planned the surprise, but I was surprised anyway.
Since it was already dinner time, we found a nice restaurant and enjoyed the heavy German cuisine. As we were leaving, we noticed that it was almost 8:00 and there was a tour starting in just a few minutes. We decided to do the Night Watchman’s tour, billed as the best evening activity in town. We met the group in the market square and waited for the Night Watchman to show up. He was easy to spot in his period clothing. He told us about life in the city in the 1600’s before the streets were paved and before they had sewers. The town’s livelihood was textiles, mainly wool from the locally raised sheep. The city walls were built to keep out raiding armies, but they didn’t always work. The town was nearly destroyed in WWII by bombs from American planes. Just before the end of the war, the Americans had orders to destroy the town to catch some high level Nazi Generals who were hiding there. But the American in charge was of German heritage, his family from Rothenburg. He didn’t want to destroy such a beautiful city. So, he met with the mayor and they figured out a way to save the town. The mayor surrendered the city in the morning, a move that made him a traitor. The generals were not found and 3 days later the war was over. After the war, the city asked for donations to help rebuild the historic walls. People were able to buy pieces of the wall in 1 meter increments and get their names posted along their section of wall.
Knowing the history of the town, we spent Saturday exploring the walls and the cute souvenir shops. Since we had the car with us, we were able to buy bigger things than most tourists can manage. The Christmas shop is where I got in the most trouble. Every day is Christmas in this little town. I got a very tall pyramid decoration. The pyramid is typically German ornament made from wood. There are candle holders around the base and the top has a propeller. The heat from the candles makes the propeller turn and all the little hand-carved figures turn around like a carrousel. As soon as I unpack it, I’ll get a picture to publish.
We really had a relaxing day, stopping when we were tired for lunch or a cup of tea, enjoying the view of the green and yellow valleys, and simply taking the time to chat and enjoy the company. I have to also say how nice this town was for tourists. They had public (and free) bathrooms all over the place, as if they wanted us to stay a while. The hotel guy was very helpful and made sure we had a map of the town and a bed long enough for Dennis. The waiter and waitresses all took time to describe their food and encourage us to try some of the seasonal specialties. At the shops, they opened packages to let me see things up close. Everyone was super-friendly and seemed to welcome tourists and Americans. The level of service stood in contrast to the business-like Dutch waiters and the surly French ones.
I was sad to have to say goodbye to Mom and Susan so soon, but on Sunday morning, we had to start the long drive back home. We found a route with less road construction, so at least the traffic wasn’t bad.
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It was great to see you! We had a great time in Germany. - Susan
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