This time through the German countryside...
and villages....
to the Mosel Valley,
Where hills rise up on either side of the riverbed, lined with vineyards.
And in the valleys, towns filled with fachwerk houses and old churches and tourists. Like us.
On one hill, ruins of a castle...
In one valley, another being restored.
In the river and on the banks, swans.
And in the hotel room next door and across the dinner table, the dynamic duo in from the 55446...
It was a celebration. There was drinking in the afternoon. There was pumpkin gnocchi and forellen and pork tenderloin in chantrelle cream sauce and afternoon sauna time. There was a personal tour of vineyards (more on that later) and a group tour of an old castle. There was driving 140 on the autobahn and still getting passed and a night walk along the river listening to the swans squak at each other. It was a get-away. We were in good company.
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