To bring things up to speed, we had our final day in Wiesbaden, Germany. The weather was great again and a perfect end to a great start to the trip. We started in Wiesbaden by eating some brekkie al fresco before sampling some water pumped direct from the earth. I kinda lost the translation but I think I'll live forever now. Which is nice. It was really hot - not quite what you'd expect from a regular fountain. Now it was time to push on, so we jumped on the AutoBahn and headed at great speed to the Rhein. We took a walk through the grounds of a large castle that was home to a species of Green parrot before heading to an ice-cream parlour for a triple scoop of pure pleasure. I recommend the cookie flavour. We ate those down whilst watching the water drift past us on a sunny Sontäg afternoon.
It was time to get in our last sight-to-be-seen and headed up through the hills and past the local vineyards. Atop a pretty hefty hill stood a statue said to signify the beating of the French. Nick and I jump up the huge 4ft steps to take in the view... before getting down after being told that those German words engraved around the edges meant - "no climbing". Ah well, "we're English" - we said. "Insle Aphen" was the reply roughly translated as "Island Apes". It had gotten late and it was just about time to head home to pack and get ourselves back to the flughafen. I snapped away a little more before that journey.
We boarded the 45minute flight to Vienna in good spirits, and couldn't believe how quick time had flown and what a great start to the trip we'd had. It dawned on us we were on our own however, sinec we'd been shown around the whole time in Germany. We jumped on the 'CAT' and entered Vienna's national train station. A few slices of pizza later and we had to track down our first hostel. Naturally we found this no problems so we celebrated by finding the busiest bar in Vienna at midnight on a Sunday night - we had a few beers with the other 2 blokes in there then sank off for some kip.
2 comments:
University looks reaaly hard these days....
Hi Luke,
Hope you are not overindulging on sausages, "it's the German way you know" .
I noticed in your screed that you were drinking 'Zulus' are you sure about
that ? Must be a rather large drink, can't help feeling sorry for the damn
bu**ars as well,
after all forgive and forget major. I must say though, I haven't seen too
many of the blighters lately and at one time Michael Caine could see
'Fassons of 'em'.
I also note with Interest that you purvey Frankfurt (and who wouldn't) as
being a clean modern town, not like smelly old London , well how quickly the
worm has turned so to speak, bearly are the white cliffs in the distance and
he is a born again crout , well you have one man and one man alone to thank
for Frankfurt being a clean, modern town. SIR ARTHUR 'BOMBER' HARRIS
1892-1984 he single headedly flattened Frankfurt 1942-45. Now if you want to
see a real modern German town go to Cologne or Dresden, yeah Dresden he went
completely bonkers over Dresden.
All from the roundabout today
See you in another town from here
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