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Trip Start Aug 01, 2005
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In the morning sun, Rothenburg was even better than the night before. We walked on top of the city walls, getting a good look at both the city and the surrounding valley. Actually what Fee was looking so intently at was all the shops that were opening as she was about to launch into a shopping frenzy. Rothenburg sucks you in with its beauty and then takes all your cash. There are lots of cool shops, which sell various hand made goods. They are really well crafted and look good but are expensive. And Fee was determined to buy them all. I explained to her the hassles of lugging fragile goods around, the deplorable exchange rate between the Aussie peso and the Euro, the fact that they are geared towards Japanese tourists and how the tour nightwatchman from the night before should lend us some money but she was lost in that little land that so many females get swept away into
Actually I am making the whole experience seem quite negative. We had a lot of fun looking in the specialty stores- the craftsmanship in some pieces was quite exquisite and we did buy some good pieces. Yes they were expensive and yes I need Arnold Schwarzenegger to help me carry our excess luggage but it was a fun morning. We finished our spending spree by buying some of the local delicacy known as sneeballen (snowballs). These are deep fried balls of dough filled with various fillings such as nougat or chocolate or apple. There are quite a few sneeballen shops in Rothenburg and all have their specialties. They are sickly sweet but after a hectic morning of shopping they go down well.
With our car now overloaded with bags (I think the back bumper bar was dragging along the road) we were leaving the Romantic Road (and sadly Bavaria) and heading to Baden Baden, a spa town in southwestern Germany, on the edge of the Black Forest
Lizzie obviously didn't agree with our plans because she decided to malfunction. We entered our new destination and drove on, following her instructions. After twenty minutes she had led us back to where we started. "Hmm, something wrong here," we thought, "lets try again". So off we drove hoping for Lizzie to rectify her error but again she led us around in a circle to the same spot. So we had to turn her off and navigate ourselves. At least this came with the bonus of turning off Herr and Frau Interruptus. However we had new problems to contend with.
Germans love road works
There has been one thing that has been keeping us amused as we drive along. I warn you it is immature but it brings light relief. In German the word for exit is Ausfahrt. And to wish someone a good journey you say Gutefahrt. So there are lots of signs along the autobahn with the word fahrt in them. Well when you are driving you need to follow directions and instructions. So if there is a sign wishing you a gutefahrt, you need to obey them. And so we did. Immature yes. But funny also.
Freudenstadt is on the eastern edge of the Black Forest and its main claim to fame is that it has the largest market square in Germany