Hotel Boettger Bad Windsheim

... 8217;t get to talk to family or friends much so I have no idea what is going on back home.


But it really helps when I get postcards and emails from home. Even small comments on my blog (thank you Mitch) help. I want to take this time to thank those of you who have sent me cards or postcards in the mail, they are making my walls, as well as my smile, so much brighter. Also, thank you to those that send me emails, those always help and put a smile on my face. But enough of ...

At Bamberg we left the Danube-Main Canal. The canal was completed in 1992 and allows ships to travel from the North Sea to the Black Sea. This connection had been dreamed of since Charlemagne tried digging one in the 8th century. Another attempt was made in the 1800s but the advent of the railroad doomed it. It took 20th century technology to make it possible. The canal itself has 34 locks out of the total of ...

... and took busses to Nuremberg. We visited the Zeppelin Field where the big Nazi Rallies were held and the Hall of Justice where the Nuremberg Trials took place. Bought a souvenir pin at Market Square and had cokes at a bistro while waiting for the bus to take us back to the ship.

Before we even got to Nuremburg the adventure began. Half way through the drive we got a little hungry. Stopping at a truckstop we picked up some McDonalds (The only time so far) and after eating was on our way. Chris then noticed after driving for a few minutes on the highway how windy it was….maybe because I forgot to close the side door of the van. Needless to say we pulled over and closed the door ...

From Munich to Nuremberg is a nice short drive and luckily Germany doesn't use road tolls (They are so efficient they don’t need tolls…hehe)! We chose a nice little campsite just outside the city! After going for a walk we also discovered we were next to the Football (soccer) stadium and the Hockey Arena. On our first night there was a football game and Nuremburgs local team has one hell of a ...

The weekend of November 9th the town of Bad Windsheim Germany welcomed Jews from around the world to the former home town of their parents, grandparents and forefathers to commemorate the the 70th anniversary of Kristallnacht - the night that has been recognized as the prelude to the Holocaust. That night 70 years ago the Nazi's began the systemic eradication of a people who could trace their ancestry in Germany to ancient Rome. Jewish businesses ...

My biggest challenge on this assignment has been staying connected to the Internet. Multiple times I have typed - and lost - communication to my buddies at home. There are several events I want to share with you through the blog before the experiences bleach from my memory. Time is running out, however, so suffice to say I'm well and winding down. Last weekend I fine tuned my skills on the Autobahn. I have traded my muscle car for a winterized Passant Wagon that ...

... forcing my fingers to work their connecting magic to the people at home who make up my life. Aside from being alone and terribly isolated, the town is amazing. My daily drive takes me through endless farmland that spreads over the landscape in sections of varying shades of green dotted with soaring or sitting hawks. When the wind blows the right way the smell of manure is unmistakable. I return home each night to a village lined with stone streets and filled with ...

... Windsheim. Bad Windsheim is a small historic town. It is best known for it's salt water spring, hence the German word Bad. And I guess it is also known for someone or something named Winid. Windsheim translates to 'To the home of Winid.' The town is also known for it's spa, Franken-Therme (whatever the heck that is), and it's museum. I hope to visit the museum next week but I think it might be closed in the winter. Whew, now ...

... fields and hills as far as the eye can see. And there were a few little German villages. (Something interesting my dad told me on the way: the tallest point of most German villages is the steeple of the church.) As we drove along I saw a sign for some town called Ausfahrt. Strange name, I know. I thought nothing more of it until we past two more signs for Ausfahrt. I thought it must be a bigger ...