Hotel Pension Riehle
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... mutters under his breath, "Hopefully he'll offer us a lift back." As we say goodbye, the man does just that, asking, "Should I take you in my car?" Jonny tries his best not to get excited and splutter "YES PLEASE!" instead opting for a more polite and reserved, "Oh, are you going that way?" The kind stranger responds that it is no bother and we all chat amiably on the short journey (much longer walking in the dark) back to Ruby. Our last leg of the day is ...
... dinner. I ordered the special of Sweinebraten mit Rotkohl und Serviettenknodel (roast pork with red cabbage and dumpling) and Brenda had Bierfleisch mit Spätzle (in this case a goulash with spätlzle).
On Saturday, we took the bus to Vaihingen. I wanted Brenda to see a typical Wochenmarkt with all of the vegetables, fruits, bread, cheese, meats, flowers, etc. This one was not at large as most that I have experienced to this point in my travels, it did offer a good insight into ...
... short" (but actually very long!) walk to the Mercedes Benz museum, which was actually a lot cooler than I'd expected it to be. It was quite late in the day, so we got a reduced price evening ticket which was a bonus! We got to look at lots of cool cars, especially the really old first ever models, and the sports cars. The audio guide kept making us jump by starting when we walked into a new section, but it was quite interesting. On the way home there ...
... the curious facts that guided the way, rather than the cars themselves, we headed across the border to France in search of a campground for the night.
Planning to stay close to Strasbourg, we again blindly trusted the Tom Tom and she screwed us over again, leading us to a paddock adjacent to the railway track, rather than a campground. Annoyed and with the weather again closing in, we tried for the next nearest site which was luckily just 20 minutes away. Welcome back to France ...
... I live here because now I'm the one showing my friend around and can even work out the subway. After Stuttgart we ran into some of my school friends at the train station and traveled with them to a party. Despite the fact that Evann speaks no German, everyone could communicate and we had a really good time. I'm so glad that she's here visiting. MISSED MY GIRL SO MUCH. ...