Aug 11, 2009
Sep 30, 2010
Regensburg is a lovely town and just wandering the small streets of typically German buildings and green parks is an enjoyable experience
. The town history goes back to Roman settlement (one small chunk of Roman wall remaining) the most recent palace belonging to the Thurn and Taxis family.
We spent a Sunday sightseeing around town, probably a mistake as the sights include a lot of churches all with different opening hours and mass times. Lucky they are as interesting from the outside. In the end we gave up and took a boat cruise down the Danube river, with its treacherous whirlpool currents due to the pretty but rather over engineered looking stone bridge. The boat stopped for us to visit the Walhalla monument, built by a king who was rather over enthused by the concept of Greek architecture who modeled it roughly on the Parthenon. It does look rather odd, an enormous columned building perched alone on a green hilltop, the next hill over topped by ruined remnants of castle.
Autumn in Regensburg means herbstdult (autumn festival) time - basically an excuse to drink beer to farewell the summer. If there is one thing Bavarians do well, it is festivals for beer drinking for whatever flimsy reason. And after spending all day, all night and then some on buses and trains (you would think that Croatia and Germany were at opposite ends of the earth) a cheerful festival on a sunny day was just what we needed. Not to mention litre glasses of beer, unsuspecting (and friendly) victims to practice German on and achy breaky heart played on the accordion. Ok, so maybe we could have coped without the accordion. The only downside, so Bevan tells me, was that the servers were men in lederhosen instead of busty girls in dirndls, but the lovely Josef made up for that by sitting down with us and explaining the different beers on the menu and smiling indulgently when we slipped up and used the word 'stein' (in German one litre of beer is ein mass, not ein stein, although that might be funnier).