HARIBO - SCHLOSS DRACHENBURG - DRACHENFELS - KOENIGSWINTER
As we were planning this trip, Rachel and I asked Ben what he would like to do. "Go to a Haribo store" ranked very high on his list. Okay, it was the first item on the list. It turns out there are many Haribo stores around the country, but Rachel found a very large one for us to visit.
Very large.
Is the face of a happy boy or is this the face of a happy boy? Hint: this is the face of a happy boy.
We bought a fair ::ahem:: amount of candy at this store. The receipt was over a foot long (sorry, don't know how many meters though that would be more fitting I guess).
And then it was time to walk off some of that sugar. The owner of the Airbnb-esque place we were staying told us that we could easily walk up to the Dragon castle. He said the route was steep at the beginning and then leveled out.
I am going to give him a pass since he isn't a native English speaker. However, as we hiked uphill the entire way, the quote "You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means" kept going through my head.
It was a good hike! There was a tram we could have ridden, but why take a tram when you can walk?
Our first stop: Schloss Drachenburg
Just lovely! And look at those beautiful rays of sunshine!
Germans must LOVE roses because they were everywhere and all in bloom.
Naturally, Ben found the stairs. Behold, the north tower!
Just some of the stairs. This is the point when I started sending Mom pictures of stairs to get her excited about her trip later this summer. Ha!
It was worth the 50 million stairs.
We had a lovely lunch at the outdoor cafe on site. Rachel and I had currywurst with fries (very German) and Ben had a waffle with ice cream (less German). Then it was back on the road to walk up to Drachenfels. Based upon how things looked up here, we assume this is where the dragon did most of its damage.
A dragon OR the ravages of time. We choose to go with the dragon option.
It was a lot of walking and stairs for one day, which is why we then went to dinner. Followed by a walk along the Rhein. Ben found an artifact from an ancient culture and was almost trapped forever.
Ben was (and probably still is) sooooo sure that he is taller than Aunt Rachel. I tried to prove he wasn't time and time again, but he seems to think these pictures are fake news.
Signage in Germany is, predictably, different from the States. If a parking garage is marked "frei" (free) that refers to available spots not cost of parking. There are also a bunch of trails everywhere. Some of them are for pedestrians and cyclists - which sometimes have a strained relationship. So I really liked this little sign.
Eventually we returned to our room and tried to get some rest (jetlag sucks) for more walking and walking and walking and.....
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