- Continental Breakfast
- Minbar in room
- Wireless internet connection in room (free)
- Wireless internet connection in public areas
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Last night we were treated to an awesome light show and amazing thunder concert hosted by Mother Nature. Our hostel is the top third floor attic area of a Swiss house so the windows open up on a pivot. This allows us to stick our heads out the windows because of the low slope ceiling (no Keenan doesn't fit in the shower here). So watching the lightening light up the beautiful alps and hearing the tremendous boom, like a building next door receiving 100,000 joules of energy, with ...
We are in the hills of the Alps and enduring the last of the heat wave. Today's high of 97 feels like 107. Good news, a storm comes in tonight dropping tomorrow's high to 68, a 29 degree drop, with some rain showers. So we found our hostel, the third floor of a cute Swiss chalet, but no AC. What is with these people? Of course tomorrow we won't need ...
... and focus on the arts. What Ludwig could do very well was dream of castles fashioned in the Medieval style, decide to build them and then spent A LOT of Bavaria's money building them. He dreamt of building three castles during his 22 year reign, and managed to get Linderhof build (did not visit), Neushwanstein built but not finished and one other not even started!
We took the second earliest time and started with Hohenschwangau, which was King ...
... The train finally arrived and we boarded. That journey was another boring one. When we got to Stuttgart, we headed to Fellbach and slept. Thank you Dad for bringing us to see Neuschwanstein. Nadzha didn't think she'll see but she did. Thank you for the filling meal. Thank you for your protection in taking us there and back. Thank you that no harm came upon us. Thank you for the funds to visit the place. In Your Mighty Name. ...
... are much more reserved than the Italians, but still congregate in the streets as the day wears on. I turned a corner and found myself smack in the middle of an event. I couldn't ask anybody what was happening, but judging by all the children (yes, more kids), in race clothes and numbers, hearing a loud speaker, and watching old people run in from another street, I figured it was a race of sorts. Near me, a bunch of kids lined up and a ...