August 4-6
Written August 5
Dear Friends and Family,
We
left Epernay Saturday morning, still choosing side roads where we could
keep the top down. That remained a good choice as we had time to
develop a feel for the countryside, flat farmlands for the most
part. Our last drive in France proceeded without a hitch and
toward the end of the farmland, we put the top up, switched to the
freeway, and sped to the German border.
Notre Dame De L'Epine, started in 1406 -- our last French church
The final roads were flat and straight. The last village "as usual".
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At the border, it did feel like home. The language was
understandable, mostly. The drivers were German-disciplined,
mostly. The autobahn speeds were fast, mostly.
Our goal was Neustadt an der Weinstraße and a visit with Theresa and
Helmut, friends who had moved from our Pommersfelden neighborhood to
the Rhineland-Pfals ("Palatinate" in English. Why?). This
is yet another wine region, perhaps the best in Germany, so it fell
right in with the theme of our trip.
We arrived at 5:00 pm, as planned. We were indeed back on German
time. Helmut & Theresa offered snacks and drinks on their
patio, with a great view out over the vineyards and village. It
was great chatting and catching up in the peaceful surroundings,
although we were interrupted a bit by a circling helicopter and a noisy
siren.
Once we'd gotten the required chatting out of the way, we walked over
to a wine fest that was underway about a block away. We had
planned to listen to choirs sing at the annual Weinstrasse event, but by
the time we got to the fest grounds the singers were already
leaving. At first we thought we had just spent too long chatting
on the patio, but we learned that one of the choir directors had
suffered a fatal heart attack, explaining the helicopter, siren, and
the general quiet at the fest tables. A sobering note for sure,
but a reminder that everyone's time is limited. We'll continue to
do the most we can.
On Sunday we explored Neustadt. Of course with all the
businesses closed, the town was very quiet, but we could see that it
had been rebuilt and maintained to a degree we had not seen in restored
French villages.
The
old city center was filled with perfectly restored "fachwork"
(half-timbered) buildings and narrow streets. Helmut noted that
on most days, these narrow passageways would be filled, but not today.
My
favorite town landmark was this fountain by Elwedritsche (XX??).
Apparently each figure has meaning in the local lore, but the only
scenario we could understand were the two birds spitting at each other,
symbols of right and left politicians engaging in dialog.
Symbolic of many countries.
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Monday
morning we left for Pommersfelden and home while Theresa and Helmut
left for Berlin to visit family. We thanked them for a very nice
visit and promised to get together soon, somewhere.
Next: Home, and the inevitable garden growth. Another story.
John and Marianne
ps: Neustadt an der Weinstraße has a history in German politics and
government. In the early 1800's, locals marched to the castle of
the local prince and demanded democracy. He agreed. This
marked the beginning of democracy in the country. However, on a
darker note, Neustadt was also home to strong support for the National
Socialist Party from the 1920s through the war. Reportedly, the
village was the first in Germany to declare itself "Jewish-free" and
there were even reports of Hitler himself visiting. Helmut and
Theresa's daughter bought an old house in the neighborhood and
discovered an old sign in the cellar touting Neustadt as a resort with
healthy air and the absence of Jews. This was a sobering reminder
of a different Germany.
pps: Maps
To Neustadt and walks around town - 8km!
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