I am not a typical traveler. Neither are my friends and Hubby, apparently. We don’t all go in for seeing all of the must-see sights at a particular place. We’re more amble around, take-it-all-in, see-what-you-can-see types. We travel together because we like each others’ company. We have fun together. We laugh a lot. We all like good food and drinks, too, so we tend to eat well and drink more than we probably should. Seeing cool stuff along the way is more of a bonus than the ultimate goal.
That being said, Kassel wasn’t a complete disappointment (see my previous post), it was just okay. The park and fountain were cool, but the city itself didn’t really excite us. Of course, it’s being compared to other places we visited during this particular tour, like Prague, Vienna, and Salzburg. Compared to Detroit, Kassel is awesome!
Hubby and I really enjoy seeing the old buildings in European cities. There weren’t a whole lot of old buildings in Kassel’s downtown because it was 90% destroyed by bombs in WWII. The place wasn’t as picturesque as it might have been, but there was still some interestingness to behold.
There was nothing else particularly notable, just some things that caught my eye. Like these interesting buildings…
Oh, and a couple of nice shots from the park that I should have shared in yesterday’s post.
I found this weeping-type evergreen tree fascinating both for the type of tree and the amount of moss and lichen growing on the trunk and branches.
I guess Kassel is a wet place. There was lots of moss, lichen, ferns, and other shady forest-loving growths on many trees, stone walls, buildings, etc.
You may need to click on the image above for a closer look. The face jumped right out at me when I saw those rocks.
And that’s it for Kassel. Next up, the Czech Republic.
Annelies and I work together when planning joint trips like the one we just completed. She selected our first overnight destination and I approved it. We both thought it would be cooler than it actually was.
We’d both agreed that the bergpark, which was recently designated as a UNESCO World Heritage Site, would be a nice, relaxing place to visit. I’d assumed “bergpark” meant something like “large city park.”
I should have read more closely AND translated that particular word from German to English. As it turns out, a bergpark is a MOUNTAIN park. Mountain parks aren’t relaxing. A stroll up and down the hills of a mountain park could — and did! — make for an exhausting first day.
When I opened my eyes on Sunday, I was greeted by the scene pictured at right. We’d slept with our hotel windows wide open since there was no A/C, which is the norm at hotels in older buildings throughout Europe. It sure looked like it might be a pretty day, despite the forecast for clouds and rain.
By the time we’d finished breakfast, however, the clouds had moved in. The rain started right around the time we reached the park. We had umbrellas, rain gear, and an “it’s all part of the adventure” outlook, so we pressed on.
In the park, is a big-ass fountain — aka water feature — which dates back to the 17th century. If you’d like more details, click the image on the right.
It really is very big. Since we’d arrived early — about 40 minutes before the buses started running — we decided to start walking up the hill instead of waiting for the bus.
The hill was pretty steep. It wasn’t long before we wisely decided to descend back to the bus stop where we’d started and wait for a bus to take us to the top.
The first part of the water feature is situated at the base of the Hercules statue, which you can barely see through the clouds in the image shared above. You can see it a little better in the next shot.
There’s a palace building behind where Annelies is standing, which wasn’t all that impressive, in my opinion. But I did like the lion.
There was lots of moss and lichen throughout the park. I’ll share some pics of that in a later post.
There was a Visitors’ Center in or near the base of the Hercules statue. I never did figure out why Hercules was the figure selected to adorn the top of the mountain, but then I didn’t try very hard.
You can see that palace building I mentioned earlier in the next image.
The water feature, which I will just call a fountain from here on because it’s easier, really is quite big.
I tried to capture images that would show the scale.
Behind Annelies, toward the upper left of the image above, is where the tiered cascades start.
You know it’s a big hill when you get below the clouds as you descend!
I wasn’t impressed by the statues, which I found to be more like yard art (they are!) than museum-quality sculptures.
The water in the pools was sort of dirty, too. But then, it is recirculated through 300-year-old pipes twice every week, May through September.
Notice that the statue in the image above is a trumpeter? Remember that, okay?
We reached the pool at the bottom of the cascade, which is supposedly the best viewing spot, at least an hour, maybe more, before the water was scheduled to be released. So we decided to have lunch and/or drinks while we waited.
It was really starting to cloud-up by that point, which is why the next image is so dark and grainy.
It may have rained a bit while we enjoyed our refreshments, but we were seated under an umbrella and didn’t care. Afterward, we headed back to the pool.
We were all amazed to see how many people had shown up since we’d left the pool earlier. And there was still about 30 minutes left to wait!
Unfortunately, while we waited, rain started to pour. There may have even been some thunder. Our happy outlook was definitely starting to wane.
But we toughed it out.
Look how many people were lining the sides of the cascade. As the water started to flow, it sounded like there was an air-raid siren going off in the distance. Remember the trumpeter statue? There were at least two, and the flowing water caused their trumpets to sound!
From there, we hurried the half mile or so to the next feature, and waited through still more pouring rain for the water to flow over that waterfall.
We were all wet and not so happy by that point. But, since we’d seen everything to that point, we couldn’t very well miss the finale at the lowest pool. So, on we trudged.
We waited there at the bottom for what felt like a very long time. By that point, we were all tired, damp, thirsty, and ready to leave.
Once the water did reach the lowest pool, the sun had come back out, and the finale WAS fun to see.
You can appreciate the height of the gravity-and-water-powered fountain in the next shot, which was captured from the lawn of the palace.
It was interesting. It’s certainly the biggest yard fountain I have ever seen.
That’s how we spent the majority of our first full day of the road trip.
It could be that the gray and rainy weather dictated the mood. Or it could be that we didn’t focus on the right attractions. Maybe it’s because we were all exhausted by the end of the day from all the walking we’d done. Whatever the case, it was unanimous… Kassel Germany was our least favorite destination.
I’ll share a few more pics tomorrow. But first, below is one of my favorite photos captured during our adventure at the park.
Did I ever tell you I have ADD? Well, I do. And that means I tend to be distracted easily.
Case in point, this morning. It’s Saturday, so I figured I’d start looking through the vacation pics.
I’m not sure yet how I’ll share them. By how, I mean chronologically, like, “on this day we did this…” or by categories, like maybe “painted houses.”
One of the highlights of the trip for me was visiting Oberammergau. It’s a small town in Bavaria, in Southern Germany, I’d first passed through on our very first trip to the region in 2010. We were on a motorcycle tour, spending nights in nearby Austria and days visiting various sights and enjoying local motorcycle roads.
Since we were with a group, I couldn’t stop. but I’d really, REALLY wanted to stop. It was the first time I’d seen houses like this…
Luftl (Luftmalerei) fresco paintings are the characteristic decorations on houses in Alpine regions. They date back to the 18th century when wealthy merchants, farmers and craftsmen showed their wealth and status with colorful frescoes on the façade of their houses. The paintings often incorporated existing architectural structures, such as windows or doors, or took the form of medallions or scenes from the Bible, fairy tales or folk festivals.
The Bavarians have a long history of decorating the exteriors of their houses and businesses with both religious and historic paintings. …buildings…have unique murals on the outside walls of the buildings. Some depict an event or animals and other paintings make the buildings look like they have things (windows, statues, etc.) that really are not there.
I’d wanted BADLY to stop for a closer look, but couldn’t leave or delay my group, so on we went to a fantastic day of motorcycle riding and castle tours. But I never forgot.
That’s how we ended up in Oberammergau about two-thirds of the way through our trip. And why thoughts of places like Prague, Vienna, and Salzburg didn’t stir my anticipation nearly as much as Oberammergau.
We were only there briefly, but, don’t worry, I have more pics to share.
From there, we headed west and slightly north toward Schaffhausen, Switzerland, where we’d be meeting our friend, Tammi, in a day or so. Since we had time, we decided to visit a couple of King Ludwig’s castles in the area. Linderhof was first, then Neuschwanstein.
Hubby and I had seen both during that first trip to Austria. But Annelies and Yves hadn’t.
As it turns out, we took the exact same road from Linderhof to Neuschwanstein. And it wasn’t long before we started seeing this…
Yep, motorcycles. Zipping past us in our big-by-European-standards SUV.
It’s a good thing Annelies was driving. She’s much more conservative than me on roads like that.
It was a good road.
There was a pretty lake, too.
The coolest Deer Warning sign I have ever seen.
The deer are saying something like, “You’d think they would slow down now.” You know, since they’re showing their big, glowing, devilish and/or alien-like eyes!
This time, I was able to stop for a pic. 🙂
That drive brought back lots of good memories. It made we want to ride, too.
In fact, seeing these pics remind me just how much it made me want to ride.
Hi, my name is Kathy. I am a photoaholic. Or something like that.
Before leaving Belgium, Annelies and I swapped picture files. All of the photos the two of us took during our time together are on a thumb drive/memory stick. I figured I’d go through them, but wanted to first upload the pics I took in Iceland (Annelies and Yves didn’t join us in Iceland).
That’s when I discovered that, in all, I’d taken just over 2,850 pics with my camera. In 19 days. That doesn’t include the 943 images I captured on my phone.
In all, Annelies only took 908 pics. That includes camera and phone pics. Slacker.
But then, she doesn’t have a selfie stick like the cool one Hubby bought for me just before the trip.
You have to look closely to see Yves. He’s in the background, basically standing on my head.
Some folks probably think I spent all of my time behind a camera. I didn’t. I’m just a visual person. When something catches my eye, for whatever reason, I tend to snap a quick photo. I’m a sucker for stuff like fun window displays, cool reflections, interesting and/or different signs, etc. I’ve gotten good at capturing images on the fly and/or on the sly, too, you know, discretely and/or while in motion.
Like this hole-in-the-floor shot I captured on the way to the WC (short for water closet aka toilet) at the Zipfer Bierhaus in Salzburg. According to their website, it was built in 1300. They’re big on authenticity (not kitsch) and preserving history.
I was really hoping their site would explain the skeleton-at-the-bottom-of-the-well thing.
Oh, and some of those 943 phone pics were captured in bursts or multiple frames of special group selfies. Some were screen captures of important stuff like hotel addresses and/or confirmation numbers. Some were just silly things I saw, or cool motorcycles, funny signs, crazy-looking people, etc. Or beer we wanted to remember. We drank a lot of different beers.
Others were views I enjoyed, but was so relaxed I didn’t fell like digging out the “real” camera. There are also quite a few phone pics that started out as camera pics, but that I added to the phone for ease of sharing.
Oh, and we can’t forget all of the pics I captured to help tell a story, like this one of Mike and me.
See that big-ass hill behind us? We had to walk UP that hill to go down into a salt mine. That hill was so steep — did I mention the dirt-and-gravel path — that is was very hard to maintain our footing while walking back down the hill. Really.
Anyway, to make a long post short… I have a LOT of pictures to sort through!
Sorry for yet another long absence. Hubby and I just got back from an epic road trip. Well, air and road. We went through Iceland, Belgium, Holland, Germany, Czechia, Austria, and Switzerland, and actually spent time in all of them, except Holland, which we just drove through.
Our friends Annelies and Yves were with us for all but the Iceland portion. We shared lots of laughs, drank a lot of beer, ate a lot of amazing food, and even managed to see some cool stuff, too.
I meant to update the blog at least a few times while away. Honest. But the phone app I have wouldn’t cooperate and time was so limited at the end of our very long days that I couldn’t muster the mental energy to figure out how to post using Hubby’s Mac tablet.
Anyway, we are home. And I have tons of pics to share. I managed to post a few to FB and shared quite a few Instagram photos of oddities and such.
If you’d like to see the route map, click here. I have lots of cool pics and fun stories to share. 🙂
I found a very interesting seashell at Virginia Beach last week. It was actually just a piece of a shell. Most of the shells I was seeing were completely pulverized.
I’ve been told shells get pulverized like that when there’s a dredging/beach replenishment effort in an area. I can’t say whether that’s the case in Virginia Beach or not, but I do know there were lots of rocks/stones and pulverized shells along the beach.
That’s okay, because even small things can be interesting, whether they are whole or not.
I though the wear pattern on this piece of shell was really cool. You’re looking at the inside of what was once a much-thicker shell. The other side just looks like the outside of any other unremarkable shell.
The pic is grainy because it’s an extreme close-up, taken with my phone while I was sitting on the beach. That piece is actually pretty little. I’d guesstimate bigger than a dime, but smaller than a nickel.
Let’s see…
I did find one shell that looked to be pretty perfect.
But it was hard to tell without my close-up-vision glasses.
Did you think that perfect shell would be so small? 🙂