We planned a five day trip to the Easternmost province of Germany: Saxony. It was great to have my mom along because most of the areas we visited were still behind the Iron Curtain when she and my father were stationed in Stuttgart in the early 80s.
Our first day was a travel day. Travel days with S and V are best taken in smallish increments, so we have made a habit of traveling with our trusty Lonely Planet at the ready and we stop whenever the natives get restless or there is something that really catches the parents' eyes. This trip had a little of both.
The big stop on Day 1 was in Erfurt. To say it is ancient, and charming, and quaint doesn't even come close to doing it justice. The medieval lanes were charming, the Cathedral is atop a massive set of stairs where a summer opera concert is held to the delight of throngs of people below on the plaza of cobblestones.
Note to self: when reading this blog in my late 50s: go to this with your husband, drink wine on the plaza, send your zillion kids postcards. Anyhow, it was a lovely Spring afternoon in this German town.
We planned a five day trip to the Easternmost province of Germany: Saxony. It was great to have my mom along because most of the areas we visited were still behind the Iron Curtain when she and my father were stationed in Stuttgart in the early 80s.
Our first day was a travel day. Travel days with S and V are best taken in smallish increments, so we have made a habit of traveling with our trusty Lonely Planet at the ready and we stop whenever the natives get restless or there is something that really catches the parents' eyes. This trip had a little of both.
The big stop on Day 1 was in Erfurt. To say it is ancient, and charming, and quaint doesn't even come close to doing it justice. The medieval lanes were charming, the Cathedral is atop a massive set of stairs where a summer opera concert is held to the delight of throngs of people below on the plaza of cobblestones. Note to self: when reading this blog in my late 50s: go to this with your husband, drink wine on the plaza, send your zillion kids postcards. Anyhow, it was a lovely Spring afternoon in this German town.
2 comments:
Thank you for this gorgeous escape to East Germany with the Loeffert family. Your beautiful writing transported me, those amazing family portraits assuring the best possible company.
It is so good to see your four + grammage taking advantage of your unique geographical placement and getting to know your historical and beautiful surroundings together.
I love the family picture under the cherry blossoms. Viv looks so old! And Seth has cute monkey shoes on and I want to squish him in my arms.
How are you such a beautiful, put-together mama in the midst of toddler/preschooler tag-team and first-trimester nausea? You are my hero. (And I love your necklace).
That Germany is so beautiful! I love to see you guys all together having so much fun. Plus, these pictures of normalcy and happiness are a surefire way to calm any questions the feds will have when they hunt you all down and interrogate you on my behalf. As Hilary pointed out - a good paying job for me means unrestricted spoils and gifts for the family. Keep up the good work. Also, I love the monkey boots and scruffy puppy.
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