Us in the mirror again! HEY, how else will we get a pic together...No one understands us! LOL!
Jeff's favorite drink! Orange Fanta with lemon flavor ("orangenlemonade")!!!
This sweeeet old man was playing while we had dinner! I begged Jeff to go get the video camera but he didn't!!! :( So, just imagine the beautiful Bavarian music! Our dinner was wonderful!
This is the famous monument that was funded by former prisoners of Dachau.
Looking back at the main building from the "Roll Call" yard.
17 rows of barracks once lined each side of these trees.
We stared at the Bavarian Alps all the way to Fussen.
I guess our mountains in Alabama are really hills.
View from our Room
This cool painting is on our bathroom ceiling.
Our Room for One Night
Cute Little Welcome
Our Hotel above and the pic below is for Debra Hewitt - look Remax Germany!
March 14, 2009 (5:30 p.m.)
We made it to Fussen, Germany – a small town/village at the foot of the Bavarian Alps – just a few miles away from tomorrow’s destination, Schloss (Castle) Neuschwanstein. The weather is unbelievably beautiful for this time of year (54 degF and Sunny), which means the roads are dry, but snow still blankets the ground and the mountains that serve as a gorgeous backdrop to Lake Forggensee below. The view from our hotel room is breathtaking (see pics).
Most of our day was spent traveling. We left Rothenburg around 8:30 a.m. and arrived at the Dachau Concentration camp by 10:30 a.m. I’m not sure what I could write that would adequately describe our experience at this horrible place. Instead of trying to paint a picture of what we saw, let me just say that it’s hard to believe that humans could do such awful things to other humans. Sonya was really impacted by the history, the photos and the vivid descriptions that were written by many past prisoners and/or soldiers that experienced the atrocities of Dachau many years ago. We strolled around the grounds of the concentration camp somberly and didn’t speak much as we visited the barracks of the prisoners, the gas chamber (disguised as a shower to the unfortunate ones who “passed” through it), and the cremation ovens. As we left Sonya said what we were both thinking, “I’m glad we came, but I am ready to leave.”
After lunch at a nearby Burger King (safe food), we hit the road for the Bavarian Alps. It was a somewhat short (hour-and-a-half), but beautiful drive. We became more and more excited as the mountains in front of us grew larger and larger. This is what we came here for. How can you not think of the majesty and glory of a sovereign God as you stand in awe of His indescribable creation? It’s a good reminder of just how small, frail and needy we are and how magnificent and awesome He is. I can’t help but think of what Mr. Cook would say with his fist raised high in the air, “To God be the glory!”
We made it to Fussen, Germany – a small town/village at the foot of the Bavarian Alps – just a few miles away from tomorrow’s destination, Schloss (Castle) Neuschwanstein. The weather is unbelievably beautiful for this time of year (54 degF and Sunny), which means the roads are dry, but snow still blankets the ground and the mountains that serve as a gorgeous backdrop to Lake Forggensee below. The view from our hotel room is breathtaking (see pics).
Most of our day was spent traveling. We left Rothenburg around 8:30 a.m. and arrived at the Dachau Concentration camp by 10:30 a.m. I’m not sure what I could write that would adequately describe our experience at this horrible place. Instead of trying to paint a picture of what we saw, let me just say that it’s hard to believe that humans could do such awful things to other humans. Sonya was really impacted by the history, the photos and the vivid descriptions that were written by many past prisoners and/or soldiers that experienced the atrocities of Dachau many years ago. We strolled around the grounds of the concentration camp somberly and didn’t speak much as we visited the barracks of the prisoners, the gas chamber (disguised as a shower to the unfortunate ones who “passed” through it), and the cremation ovens. As we left Sonya said what we were both thinking, “I’m glad we came, but I am ready to leave.”
After lunch at a nearby Burger King (safe food), we hit the road for the Bavarian Alps. It was a somewhat short (hour-and-a-half), but beautiful drive. We became more and more excited as the mountains in front of us grew larger and larger. This is what we came here for. How can you not think of the majesty and glory of a sovereign God as you stand in awe of His indescribable creation? It’s a good reminder of just how small, frail and needy we are and how magnificent and awesome He is. I can’t help but think of what Mr. Cook would say with his fist raised high in the air, “To God be the glory!”
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