Hotel Belle Vue
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TravelPod Member ReviewsHotel Belle Vue Vianden
The hotel is nicely situated, walking distance to all the sights Vianden has to offer. We had to pay for parking, even though it was advertised that there was free public parking available (which there was, but it is always full). Also, the staff in general was quite unfriendly and it seemed like an effort for them to do anything.
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We're enjoying the small town feel of Trier...on the river Mosel, close to the Rhine. We love the river...have slowed down...visited the sights...eaten well...did our laundry...planned for our next stop. We also bicycled today, but those fotos will be in tomorrow's entry. ...
... of little kids. It is illegal to hit children in Germany...even parents can't hit!
Yesterday was crazy trying to catch trains because of a train conductor strike...more like a slowdown. We left Munich at about 10am and arrived in Trier at midnight.
Today we walked some and rested...photos tomorrow!
... lunch while the rain came down and enjoyed our salads.
-after lunch I headed over to a chip shop to top off. It was pretty good and I didn't feel greased out afterwards.
-due to the rain, we decided to bail on the hiking plan and headed off for Bastogne to see a Battle of the Bulge museum. Turns out it was closed on Mondays so ...
We toured Vianden with our new friends from San Francisco, Bud and Lynn. Marcel showed us everything possible and it was a great day. 1255th Monument Bud's father fought with the 1255th during the Battle of the Bulge. We met at the monument and had great great conversation. Chateu de' Vianden Grandpa's beloved castle. As always a beautiful castle with wonderful period displays. Always a joy to ...
Each of the last two mornings have started with a run through the quiet streets of Vianden, winding up the hill towards the castle that peeks through the morning mist. I pass bakeries starting their day's work while pouring out sinfully desirable aromas that drift through the tiny roads. I run behind old fortress walls and around the ancient towers that still stand. I run through the overgrown pathways behind the hillside houses. (You know, those paths ...