Füssen, Germany

Fussen - Germany

Oh my goodness! I can not believe that it has been over a month since I blogged! Everyone has probably lost interest by now - except you Steve! Hopefully I’ll get this posted in time for you to have something to read this morning! Thank you all for being patient. It has been one thing after another lately. I barely get a chance to get home and wade through the pictures before there is something else to do. I know that I won’t get caught up before we fly to New York on Friday for Ernie and Jen’s wedding, but I will try to get as much done as possible.

So, without further adieu, the rest of the story…

On Friday morning, our second day in Germany, we slept in and had breakfast in the hotel. It was a fabulous breakfast – great meatballs, homemade yogurt (the cappuccino flavor was my favorite) and cereal, and pretzels! Yum!

We spent the rest of the morning wandering around Füssen, a beautiful, picturesque little town. I used to think that the brightly colored old world “village” scene that you see in pictures or Hummel-like figurines was just a fictitious pseudo world – surely there wasn’t really a place like that – but I was wrong. Walking around in Füssen was like stepping into the pages of a child’s story book.

When we started to get hungry for lunch I wanted to eat pretzels. Michael tried to suggest a sausage stand we saw across the sidewalk. I was disappointed because I’m not a big sausage or bratwurst person (even though everything I’d eaten like that in Germany had been fabulous). So we walked all around the shopping/restaurant area until we finally ended up where we’d started. I was very hungry and getting a little cranky at this point, so I said that we should eat at the sausage place – the same one Michael had suggested in the first place. It’s probably a good time to mention how patient my husband is with me! I’m sure at that point he was ready to throttle me, but instead he bought me a bratwurst, which turned out to be fabulous!

Travel Tip: When you’re in Germany eat pretzels and sausage (and meatballs, bratwurst, etc). They truly know how to make those things taste phenomenal!

After lunch, we sat in a sidewalk café and had ice cream and coffee. Then, we decided to grab a couple of fresh pretzels from a bakery around the corner so that we could have a snack on the train to Zurich. We collected our luggage from the hotel and made our way to the train station. I was sorry to have to leave that wonderful little town, but we had to catch the train to Zurich. It was a great, relaxing day – at least up to this point. The rest of the day was a little crazy, but that’s another story…