Wurzburg, Germany

Our first stop was Wurzburg, Germany. It was not our first planned stop - our first set of mishaps had caught us already on the flight. American Airlines decided to go on a sickness strike two days before we left Dallas. As a result, our flight was delayed, then transferred to British Airways. The BA flight was late coming into London (due to bad weather), so we missed our connecting flight to Frankfort. We took an unexpected tour of both Heathrow and Gatwick airports, finally catching a plane and landing in Frankfort. Unfortunately, due to language barriers and confused airline assistants, we were unable to find our friends, Mike and Crystal, until an hour after we arrived. So, our trek to Rothenburg (our original destination), was beginning 7 hours late. So, we decided to stop early in Wurzburg!

An excellent detour! The beautiful lion sculptures are only one of many interesting things around this town. Our first night we stopped at a Thai restaurant (it was the only place open) and visited with the owner/cook - she spoke fluent German, English, and Thai! She helped us with the menus - trying to read German descriptions of Thai food was more challenge than we were up for. We stayed the night at the Frankenhof.

Beautiful hotel, quaint rooms. Unfortunately, we had to check out early the next morning - the proprietors seemed anxious for us to leave. We spent the day exploring the town, including a fort perched on one of the surrounding mountains.

Wurzburg is known for its wines and vineyards were everywhere - including the hills around the fort.

Mike, never shy with the camera, stands on the walls of the fort. The museum inside included armor, swords, heraldic devices, clocks, furniture, paintings, and more. Unfortunately, we could only take pictures of the cool stuff outside, like this device.

On our way back out of town, towards Rothenburg, we stopped back at the Frankenhof to ask for directions. They were closed and a sign hung on the door saying "Gerschlossen." That sounded an awful lot like skiing to us, so we decided it must mean "Gone skiing." As we drove around town, we noticed quite a few of these Gerschlossen signs. Finally, we asked someone what it meant - it means "Closed." We just thought everyone really loved skiing!

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