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Some Fuzzy Pics from Germany |
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If you're here, you're lost. |
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This is where everything begins and ends in Germany. Beer halls are a social institution. |
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The reason we went: to drive really fast (135mph) on the autobahn. |
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Beer and wine are delicious and cheap. Franken wine bottles are shaped funny to fit in a monk's armpit under his robe. |
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People used to be short. |
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We travelled south western Germany through the Black Forest and on the Romantic Road. The country is incredibly beautiful. This is from inside the Schloss in Heidelburg, a decaying and decrepit castle. |
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Our hotel in Heidelburg. A church let out in front of it so hoards of people would take pictures and gaze at our bottom-front room. The bells ring consistently for hours on Sundays (good for hangovers). |
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Picture out the window of aforementioned hotel. Most taxi cabs were Mercedes E Class or BMW 5 series. |
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In Freiburg, the old aquaducts still flow through the city. It was weird driving along medievil cobblestone streets looking for our hotel. Street names change a lot and branch in different directions, much like Mission street in SF. |
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