Snippets from Rimbach, Germany

Thursday, October 5, 2017

We got this great idea to visit Rimbach, Hesse, Germany in the week we had free between Prague and Barcelona.  Why Rimbach?  Because it is a small German village that was not destroyed by the war. Buildings and history are well preserved.

Being only 525 km west of Prague, we decided to rent a car and drive over, poke around a little, have a little R&R and take a few photos of the area.

So off we go... the area is not mountainous nor rolling hills, similar to western Pennsylvania. Forests cover the hills and ridges, while valleys were cleared for agriculture where possible

Our Skoda rental car, runs on diesel, manual transmission, handles the autobahn speeds with no problem.

Some valleys are wide and green. Thought Julie Andrews would appear at any moment, 

waltzing across the meadow, humming... The hills are alive...

The Evangelical Church steeple in Rimbach rises above the town. The area is predominantly Protestant because the Duke from way back when for the area was Lutheran.
 (Don't you love my precise historical research?...  LOL)

The town square fountain..., still works. 

The autumn leaves are falling, beautiful. A nip in the air too...

Many of the original homes near downtown have been renovated. Most still inhabited, a few converted to retail use. 

When a beam sags, install a upward curved beam to support it... In 1815 the support beam was added, wonder how old the original structure is?

Who needs a sign when a painting on the side of your home tells everyone you are a blacksmith.

Immediately behind many of the old homes are their livestock barns. In the middle of winter, you didn't want to walk too far to feed or take care of your animals. They have their four seasons here. 

An abandoned house in Rimbach... awaiting a new owner to renovate.

The old stone bridge unites the two sides of the village.

Today Rimbach has become a bedroom community for high income tech workers from neighboring cities. The schools are considered better here, low crime rate and clean air.  Yet, it still has its agricultural roots.

The surrounding fields and valley... 

How many generations have walked this path to town, using the church steeple as a guidepost.

Morning sun slowly burns away the mist and fog from the fertile fields...

The bell on the old Albersbach school house still rings every day
though the children now go to a newer building nearby.

Country homestead...
the homes, yards and fields are immaculate. No debris or litter anywhere.

One parting shot... 

Deep blue sky, puffy white clouds floating overhead, golden fields of grain, winding country lane, 

orange autumn leaves linger to float on the next cool breeze...  just use your imagination... 

Night all, hope you enjoyed the visit to Rimbach.

CCjon

Snippets from Prague

Thursday, September 28, 2017

Rolling out of Vienna on the road to Praha (Prague), the morning fog lingers.  

A mist covers a country estate.

Today is a Czech Republic holiday, so traffic is heavier than usual for a weekday. Even with three driving lanes, the heavy lorries must stay in the far right lane.

Spotted a Russian Ural sidecar rig on the motorway.  

On the way to Praha, we'll make a detour to visit Českÿ Krumlov. 

This Czech village was not bombed during World War II so the castle, monastery, houses and churches are not post-war reproductions. Thus making it a favorite place for locals and foreigners to visit.

Fifteen years ago, all of the buildings here were in the some state of disrepair. Under Soviet rule, nobody could own land or buildings. Everything belonged to the State. Owners were forcibly ejected, sent to re-education camps (concentration camps, gulags). Those remaining felt no responsibility to take care of anything. 

Once out from under the Soviet rule, little by little each piece of property has been reclaimed by the original owner/families and restored to a livable condition... except for this house.  There might be a problem with the title or a question of ownership.

Through out history, Communists and Socialists clamor for equality but have only succeeded in making everybody equally poor... except for the leaders. Their family and friends enjoy a much higher standard of equality. As they say here, some are more equal than others.

Peeking through the autumn leaves, St. Vitus church in Českÿ Krumlov

From the town square we walk up through the old castle that sits 

high on a cliff overlooking the small village.

From on high, one has a great view of the town, the river and surrounding countryside.

There are many statues here, but this one I immediately thought must be in honor of

 the wine cellar frair or the beer brewery monk.

as I walk in front of it, I realized it is only a bag of grain over his shoulder 

that gives one the wrong image... though my first impression still makes me smile. 

Friday, September 29, 2017

An early morning fog hangs over Praha, though the locals say it is smog. We set out for a walk through the Castle district then to the Old Market Square.

 To capture a photo showing most of Prague castle and St. Vitus Cathedral, it must be taken from a far distance as the wall and buildings surrounding the church are too close to allow a complete view.

Buildings are very close to the base of church... 

...looking up, the camera can only capture pieces of the historic structure. 

They are trying to pressure wash the church to remove the years of black grimy pollution but the soft sandstone does not take well to pressure washing. 

We walk on to Old Market Square to see the famous Astronomical Clock. It now only chimes on the hour from 9 AM to 9 PM.  Crowds gather to witness the hourly opening of two small windows above the clock, hoping to catch a glimpse of the crowing cock and hear the ringing of the bell.

Personally I did not like the large crowd in the Square, only to learn that this crowd was considered small! In the summer the Square is packed shoulder to shoulder with tourists, vendors and pickpockets.

We slipped off the Square on to a side street looking for a quiet cafe to sit, 

sip a drink and people watch. 

Saturday, September 30, 217

Today I added a new two wheel mode of travel to my repertoire... Segway!

Booked a three hour tour of the west bank of Prague. After five minutes of instructions with Ivan on how to safely operate the Segway (in other words:  Okay, kill yourself if you want but do not wreck our beautiful expensive machine... LOL). 

First lesson, there is no throttle on a Segway!

Second lesson, there is no brake on a Segway! 

Third lesson, Please try not to hit anything expensive!

Joking aside, Ivan had me ready to go after five minutes of practice. 

I signed up for a group tour, but since it was quite chilly this morning, I was the only foolhardy one to appear.  So a private tour with Ivan it was.  We had a great conversation about politics at the refreshment (beer) stop and again over lunch.

Our biggest obstacle was many roads and sidewalks they normally use for the tour were closed off for a bicycle race.  We had to make many detours on little used paths and trails. My kind of improvising.  

Fall has arrived in Praha, there is a morning nip in the air, leaves are falling. In a few months

 these trails will be used by cross country skiers.

Tonight Amparo and I dined with our friends from Insight in a small cafe overlooking the city.

As night settles over the city, the palace lights come on, illuminating St Vitus Cathedral,

letting everyone in Praha know that God is watching over them tonight.

This wraps up the Prague chapter of our trip. 

Tomorrow...  on to Germany.

Sleep well my friends,

CCjon

p.s. We walked down to the historic Charles Bridge today... that was easy...

...then back up to our hotel room in the monastery that overlooks Praha.

Am very proud of Tita for walking the 3.5 miles down and back up the hillside. 

We're both exhausted by the time we got to the top.  

Snippets from Vienna

Monday September 25, 2017

Today we leave for Vienna, but first a stop in Szentendre, Hungary.

Szentendre (aka St Andrews) first attracted artists to this small village near Budapest as it was affordable and yet close to the capital. Is on the Danube River, has clean air and a pleasant climate. Nowdays the town has became so popular that now it is no longer affordable for artists unless they are already famous and sell their works in galleries.

In most small country villages, life revolves around a church on or near the city centre. Szentendre is no exception. In fact for a small town, several old churches were seen near the centre.

Amparo found a statue of Pope John Paul the II, her favorite Pope.

Inside, the nave was quite simple yet very clean and respectful. So very different from the highly decorated naves we saw in the Mathias Church in Budapest.

Cobblestone pavers and outdoor cafes still survive in the center plaza. Being here in the fall is nice, cooler temps, fewer tourists and children are in school.

A unique use of lampshades over the outdoor cafe.
Recycle and reuse everything. Waste not, want not.

Back when most people were illiterate, shopkeepers hung signs above their entrance that indicated their trade or profession.  Here an innkeeper's metal sign showing a bed to let the weary travelers know this is an inn.

A sight we have seen in many of parts of the old country, a matronly lady who would not think of leaving of her home if not properly dressed.  If only going for their daily mass or to the corner market. 

The young ladies here seem to think pre-torn jeans are the mode-de-rigour.

We love to walk and explore these small quaint villages. 

Whenever I see a lane like this, my only thought is.... Hmm, I wonder where this goes?

By the time we arrived at Hotel am Konzerthaus in Vienna, it was late afternoon. 

After checking in, we walked to a nearby restaurant as dusk settled over the city.  

Vienna feels very much like a short New York city, same chaotic traffic - bustling vehicles, bicyclists and pedestrians - noisy congestions - colorful graffiti - loud urban conversations... 

with a building height limit of sixteen stories. 

Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Today we make an early visit to the Schloss Schönbrunn, the summer palace of the imperial Habsburg family. You know it is early by the lack of tourists in the photo. In two hours this plaza will be so crammed with visitors from all over the world that making a photo like this would be impossible.

Like every European palace, it must have its roman marble statues... 

particularly since the Romans conquered Vienna in 15 BC. 

Vienna became the centre of the Holy Roman Empire in 1273 with the crowning of Rudolf I. 

... and its lush colorful gardens.

No photos were allowed to be taken inside the palace, sorry!

Tonight we attended a Vienna concert of classical music, ballet and opera. Once again no photos allowed inside of the artists, so instead an art photo of their instruments.

Afterwards Amparo agreed to be my model for a post-concert photo near the Liberation Monument fountain.

Wednesday, September 26, 2017

Today we take a side trip to Bratislava, Slovakia, home of the UFO...

the UFO Bridge as the locals refer to it. A Soviet designed bridge with a rotating restaurant atop the center pillions. Ironic considering the 17th century architecture of the old town at its feet.

Narrow cobblestone streets leading to a square with a church.

In the square a fountain topped with a statue.

... a baroque concert hall.

What sets Bratislava apart from the rest of the continent is its sense of humor.

Scattered through out the old town are statues, big and small, in honor of... 

hmmmm not sure what you would call it. 

Like this one...

Some say he is a worker resting, others say he is watching the ladies walk by. 

Maybe the city fathers thought, well, nothing important happened here but we have a sculpture grant that we must either use or lose. So lets have some fun.

The Schloss Schönbrunn (summer palace) has their classical roman two faced statues...

Bratislava has its statue of a dapper citizen who was always dressed to the nines. So elegant was he that people invited him to dine with them to impress their friends. It is said that he never had to pay for a meal in his life. 

In their own way, Bratislavans(?) continue a time honored tradition of not taking themselves too seriously.  

A century or two earlier, another Bratislava citizen was immortalized when a small statue of him was built into a city wall. The story is this citizen was so excited when he heard shouts of the King walking by, that he rushed from the toilet to take a peek, forgetting to pull up his pants.

We return to the cosmopolitan city of Vienna for one more night.

Sleep well, my friends, tomorrow we continue on to Prague.

CCjon