Change of plans in Freiburg. We went to Basel on Sunday instead of to the pioneer village - shorter train ride. We enjoyed Basel but there's not much to it because it's a regular city with a smaller older part suitable for free walking. Besides, it was Sunday and things were mostly closed except cafes and things of that nature. The most striking thing that we forgot about was when we paid for something and got nothing back but Swiss Francs. Oh yeah - duhhh! We did walk the old town and saw an ABC - as we tourists here in Europe like to call it - another bloody cathedral, castle or church. All apply. It's true, this land is so old and there are so many of the three mentioned types of buildings that you can't walk 500 meters without running into one or the other. Anyway, the church was the most beautifully renovated one that we've ever seen.
Today we took the three-hour train ride to Munich and, for the whole way, we had a private booth closed in so that we didn't have to listen to the world around us. Gerhard gets sick on the trains if he is sitting backwards to the mode of travel and so we have to ask for and reserve two window seats so that we can change according to going forward. It was a lovely empty train - not going to happen too much often because tourist season is about to blow wide open. Yes, even with the so called "economic crisis" we are still seeing a huge amount of tourists streaming into Europe.
Our hotel is, again, in the middle of where the new cultures settle. Our hotel clerk tells us that it's gone from being an Italian, to Russian and now to a Turkish quarter. It's always around the train stations. It was too funny as we set out this evening to try and find some cereal and milk for supper. Again we were reminded that these cultures don't eat cereal or drink milk. However, their grocery stores, which are abundant in fresh produce, are some of the cheapest that we've ever found.
Heh, I finally have a bathtub and not a shower. It's like opening a present every time we get a new hotel room. Shower or tub. Now we both run to the bathroom to check.
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