Trains, buses and foot to get back up north. Now stopping in a great city that was the bishop's residence and where Napolean visited with a coach of 8 horses. Although quite the impressive sight, the bigger,wider coach was not able to turn around in front of the residence--always a bummer! Luckily I was able to easily manuever the streets and find Ratskeller to enjoy some nice white wine. The roads getting here and back are quite romantic, with beautiful views of vineyards and stops at wineries.
Having been here 20 years ago, I still remember the great pretzels they make here. Unfortunately for me and my son, it was Sunday and this bakery was closed. We had to settle on pretzels from the corner cafe. Or should I say brezels!
Okay, maybe I should start up a branch called BeerTalent after having such great beer on my travels. Having been here many times I have sampled the beers--but this trip brought home to me just how good the beer is in this country. Hey, they even have clocks that tell time with beer-drinking figurines. I am a big fan of the dark beer brewed at the local monastery--but the lighter beers were all very good. And I should finish this with a nice shot of ? A great tradition! Who can tell me what city I am in--hopefully you can tell what country I am in by the pictures.
