Here is the town that somewhat drew a line through my previous musings on architecture and national character. Of course, Mannheim was largely bombed and rebuilt, whereas Heidelberg retains much of its original 16th-19th century construction. It is cute, and full of tourists, consequently. First, there is a castle;
Showing posts with label Germany. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Germany. Show all posts
Thursday, July 17, 2014
Germany; Mannheim
I've started this post over twice now; first time; it needed rewriting. Second time; Blogger crashed. Third time, a charm?
The car trip itself was a door into a world I had forgotten existed; a long drive without children. There was yarn to knit,
The car trip itself was a door into a world I had forgotten existed; a long drive without children. There was yarn to knit,
Thursday, July 10, 2014
Germany: Mannheim...and Ponderings on Travel
Who we are affects how we travel. I had only thought of this in the broadest of terms, as, years ago, I firmly believed that travel (and reading) were the best ways to broaden one's horizons. Then I met the former owner of our first house at the signing of the final papers. He was someone who had lived abroad and had nothing nice to say of the native population of the countries he had been in. He was also vulgar, inconsiderate AND stole the ladder leading up to the upper story of the old granary in front of our noses. Pah.
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