At last, a rest day! I’m always tempted on these (rest days on previous trips were in Conques and Moissac) to try to cover a lot of ground on foot, seeing the sights. Which is, of course, not the purpose of a rest day! So I was not too disappointed when the weather turned ten degrees colder, with wind and some showers. However I was cold. I had not packed for a low of 35 and a high of 45, which is planned to continue into next week. And I see it is snowing in Switzerland. So, since the local equivalent of REI is right across the street, I went shopping. My trophy from Ulm is: a black micro fleece cardigan. Yes, I already have at least one of those-but not with me. And it was much less expensive than the long sleeved merino pullover. With the micro fleece and my rain shell and the silk long johns (and usual shirt and trousers), I was moderately comfortable. Now, this is the end of the third week of May, mind you – unseasonably cool but it is what it is.
Meanwhile back at the ranch I decided that I really needed heat in the hotel room. Front desk said “two hours”. Five minutes later A-gang (navy-speak, not German) knocks on my door. After some twiddling and fiddling, he comes to the same conclusion I had: an air lock in the radiator pipe (everyone uses hot water radiators here). Fix in place, I head off to the Munster for the noon organ concert. On the way -ta dah!! – I see my first Doberman in Germany. As some of you know, my household is owned by a Doberman. Anyhow, this old girl with gray on her muzzle and some stiffness in her hips was walking with Grandma very nicely. I wished we had time to get acquainted. (The Germans always look at me funny, that I’m greeting the dog before I greet the human.) Also on my way, I passed a hat store. Honestly, a hat store! When was the last time you saw one of those?
Dad was stationed here in the early 1950’s, and last visited in the late 1960’s. I went hunting for a restaurant he remembered, in the remaining Medieval section of town, called the Fishers Quarter. The hunt was successful, and the lunch of seafood stew on saffron rice was an absolute delight.
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