Trier, are you look for red house here?

Trip Start Apr 08, 2006
Trip End Apr 12, 2006

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Sunday, April 9, 2006

We slept in a hotel in Luxembourg.  As a member of a tourist group, you had to get up very early, which was a nightmare for me.  However, you could find ample of food for your breakfast.  At least, it was a piece good news for my 2-hour trip.

Only at 7:30, we arrived in the first stop in Germany, Trier, which is the oldest city of Germany.  But guys, tell me, who cares about that?  What do you want to find out in an oldest city?  Certainly, this city is unique for Chinese for a special man and a special building.  Here, I will tell you a story first.

Once, a Chinese delegation went to Luxembourg.  In the evening the chief of the delegation asked the guide to find some pornographic shows for him.  But the city, even the country was too small to find out a red light district.  So the receptionist suggested them to drive to Trier, which is a bigger city to find some show girls or some prostitutes.  However, the guild had never be there.  So when they entered the city, the driver had to ask the way from a passager in the street.  The driver could not speak English well so he asked where the "Red House" was by mistake.  The traveler thought for a while.  Finally he found they were Chinese so he got the answer.  "You are Chinese?  You are looking for the red house?"  OK, the guy showed them the way.  When they was there, they found there was no show girl or prostitute.

  Yes, sure, it is Karl Marx's home, where the godfather of Community Parties over the world was born.  Undoubtedly, it can be called as "Red House".  In fact the wall of the house was not in red but in white, maybe a little pink.  The relief of the talent's head, like a lion's head, was on the wall.  However, when I was there, it was in repairing so it was closed.

Crossing the market, where nobody was in since it was too early,  we arrived at the Black Gate, which was a gate built by Roma Empire.  I went up the gate to oversee the entire city.  After the gate, it was totally a modern city.  

On the way back to our bus, I went into a church.  Suddenly, I found that day was Sunday so there would be a mass.  To avoid disturb the ceremony, I ran out of the church.  However, I could not keep my hands to take a photo for the bishops or fathers, who were going to me directly.  I hoped my action did not committed them.
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starlagurl on

I love your writing style, keep it up...

'Let me tell you a story about...' hahaha I love it!

Louise Brown
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