Well, MY favorite German city has been Wurzburg for so many reasons, however, today it lost it's title rank. Rick decided that we should go to this little town a little further south than Wurzburg called Rothenberg. I thought he was crazy but, he's Rick... so I went along with it. Besides I really didn't care where we went as long as we got out of the house and into the nice sunshine, so off we went. It was easy to find... right off the autobahn.... As soon as we walked through the old city wall it was as if we walked onto a street straight from Disney. All the buildings were together in "bold" colors with brightly colored shutters attached to the stucco walls. The narrow cobblestone streets that made the car tires rumble as they passed (we wouldn't dare take even the RAV down these streets in fear it may get stuck). Little shops line both sides of the streets filled with authentic German wares. Just the feeling of quiet old world charm fills the air. It wasn't too busy, nor was it too quiet. It was just right.
We stopped in many shops on our way to the crime and punishment museum. We picked up a few things... some we may keep until Christmas. Then we explored the many medieval torture devices found in the museum before we headed back (we would've stayed longer but everyone closes up shop at around 1800). The kids and I ate our first Doner's. Aeris loved hers, Elliot not so much. It's a burrito of sorts with seasoned meat, lettuce, tomato, onion, and a sauce wrapped in a tortilla. I thought it was pretty good. Then we headed home. I can't wait to visit again.
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