Back from the Fatherland

It was my first visit to Germany but not my first trip to Europe. My father’s family is of German decent, my grandparents spoke high German when they didn’t want the children to understand what they were saying. My husband grew up in Bemen a town in the northern part of Germany and one of the oldest at 1,650+ years old. It’s also where they make Beck’s beer.

We stayed in Bemen for a week and made a couple of day trips to Bremerhaven and Hamburg, both shipping ports.

At the beginning of week 2, we took the Intercity Express train to Munich. We’ve discovered we’re not fans of big cities, it’s the small towns that really capture our hearts and imaginations. We rented a car and drove into the alps where it was snowing, the scenery was breathtaking and every corner was just as picturesque as the last.


We drove into Austria where we had dinner with friends, swung by Switzerland, over the Lichtenstein then back into the German alps to Garmish and Rothenburg ob der Tauber. Not all in one day of couse!


Due to a rail strike in Bavaria, we kept the car and drove 5 hours on the autobahn to Berlin where we met up with another one of M’s friends. We joined him at this local pub where we drank far too much, most of the next day was spent driving around and seeing the sites.

We relinquished the car in Berlin and took the train back to Bremen for our final 2 nights. I was so sad to say good bye that when I saw my favorite pig sculptures on the Sogestrasse, I started to cry. Okay, I was exhausted from all the travel but I just didn’t want to leave.



On the 30th of October 2010 our KLM City Hopper flew us to Amsterdam and at 8:00ish a.m., we took a subway into town. There was garbage all over the streets and we wanted to get away from the slimy tourists looking to score. We were directed by a local to take the #16 tram 6 stops where there was a very long street market where we ate pickled herring and strolled with the locals. I have to admit that I was exhausted and most of the day was spent in a daze.

Our flight landed in Toronto at 8:00 p.m. (EST) where we spent 2 more hours going through customs, retrieving our luggage and getting our car from the Park n’ Fly. Jet lag was much easier to get over at home than it was in Germany.

Although I love our bed (and the menagerie that is our pets), I could just turn around and go back in a split second. We haven’t checked our lotto tickets yet but will continue to play in the hopes of immigrating. 😀

I’ve been back for a week and have hardly glanced at my sewing area. My birthday is next week and M is going to get me the Janome Cover Pro 1000 CPX. I got a bit of an itch to start sewing again today, it’s going to be a long winter, I’m glad I have a wonderful hobby to make the long cold nights more interesting, creative and fun.




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