No joke, I felt incredibly sad that our time in Trier was already ending. However, we had more places to see, and the day didn't disappoint.
Turns out, Rebecca REALLY likes Haribo. Like, REALLY likes them, and I ask you, who doesn't? We actually stopped at a grocery store to just buy the heck out of the Haribo section. Yep, the more I write, the more I realize that half of my love affair with Germany involves food :-)
Next stop? Back to Speicher. John had made arrangements for us to meet Harald Metzger, a friend who had joined the church when we were living there. While it was good to see Harald, it was sad to see how far he'd left the truth and happiness of the gospel. We tried to keep the conversation light over some pizza, but he couldn't stop denigrating the church, the gospel, and President Obama. In the end, I didn't even want a picture with him. However, I DID want a picture of more Spaghetti Eis! And yes, I'll take a LARGE, please :-)
Next, it was a trip to Et Laedchen, Iris' shop of all things wonderfully German. I could hardly believe that she remembered us by name. And it was all we could do to not buy every single thing in her store. I did come home with some of her lovely flower pictures that I will eventually hang up (when our house is sold, and I can bedeck my walls again).
Finally, one of the funnest moments of the day (as we headed out to Rothenberg). The first year we were in Germany, we lived in a tiny village just five minutes from the base called Scharfbillig. After the big kids were in bed, John and I would head out with Glo in the stroller (usually around 9 or 10 p.m.), and go running down a farm path. There was an overpass.
Sometime when I wasn't with John, he took a spray can and painted the underside of the overpass with the following words: Larisa es HERMOSA y la amo (translation: Larisa is BEAUTIFUL and I love her.) We wondered if it was still there, and to our delight, it was. I blew up this picture onto a very large canvas for John for the following Father's Day. I absolutely love it.
Turns out, Rebecca REALLY likes Haribo. Like, REALLY likes them, and I ask you, who doesn't? We actually stopped at a grocery store to just buy the heck out of the Haribo section. Yep, the more I write, the more I realize that half of my love affair with Germany involves food :-) |
| Check out our sweet rental car! |
After we checked out of our hotel (cue sad faces), I was sad to see the adjoining canola field and realize that we hadn't gotten any pictures in it. John pulled the car over, and we headed out for some of the best pictures of the trip.
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| I love this picture of the two of us. |
We then headed into Bitburg for a really crazy reason. John and I still had an account open at Sparda Bank from when we owned our home. There wasn't much more than 100 euros in the account, but we were getting tired of receiving mail from them regarding the status of our account for the past nine years. So, we went to Bitburg to close out the account. And let me tell you, my honey still has it. All the banking and business that he took care of in Germany? He still remembers all those technical vocabulary words, and he held his own! I was very impressed.
Next stop was our Bitburg chapel. Again, so many memories from this place. I had some of the funnest years in a calling as Primary chorister there, and John was bishop there for almost three years. Both Mark and Johannah were baptized in that building too. It was such a sweet thing to remember so much goodness.
Next stop? Back to Speicher. John had made arrangements for us to meet Harald Metzger, a friend who had joined the church when we were living there. While it was good to see Harald, it was sad to see how far he'd left the truth and happiness of the gospel. We tried to keep the conversation light over some pizza, but he couldn't stop denigrating the church, the gospel, and President Obama. In the end, I didn't even want a picture with him. However, I DID want a picture of more Spaghetti Eis! And yes, I'll take a LARGE, please :-)
Finally, one of the funnest moments of the day (as we headed out to Rothenberg). The first year we were in Germany, we lived in a tiny village just five minutes from the base called Scharfbillig. After the big kids were in bed, John and I would head out with Glo in the stroller (usually around 9 or 10 p.m.), and go running down a farm path. There was an overpass.
Sometime when I wasn't with John, he took a spray can and painted the underside of the overpass with the following words: Larisa es HERMOSA y la amo (translation: Larisa is BEAUTIFUL and I love her.) We wondered if it was still there, and to our delight, it was. I blew up this picture onto a very large canvas for John for the following Father's Day. I absolutely love it.
Again, we were so sad to leave, but we had a pretty strict itinerary. Next stop? A city that John always wanted to visit in Germany, but again, it was just too close to home to feel like I wanted to go there. Rothenberg ob den Tauber.
It was only supposed to be a 3-hour drive, but ahhhh, those lovely STAUs on the autobahn. It didn't take us much longer, but by the time we got there, we were definitely ready to get out of the car. I had heard only the most lovely things about the city, so I decided to go all the way. We were actually staying within the city walls at a lovely hotel, the Hotel Goldener Hirsch.
First though, we needed dinner. And we needed it badly. Because nothing tastes as good as MORE schnitzel! We tried one place that our hotel owner had recommended, but it was definitely for locals, and locals only. (Ahh, those good old German stares...) So, we wandered a little further, and found a delightful place where we could eat al fresco. We ended up eating here every time we needed dinner :-)
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