After three very full days in Berlin, we took a taxi to get on a plane, to take us to a train, to take us to a bus, to take us to a cable car to take us to Heidleberg Castle.
All in about five very short hours.
Because driving the family mini van all around the countryside was so not an option.
We spent our first hour wandering on our own, and quickly realized that without a guided tour it would be impossible to understand even a small portion of its history.
click here for a timeline of events for the castle.
Fast and hard and cold!
We ducked into a small, dark restaurant serving traditional German fare and enjoyed a quiet dinner.
Because of rain in the forecast and because we had packed each day so full, we used our last day together to relax.
And it was enjoyable!
And except for the downpour of rain that came mid-morning and didn't stop for most of the day. Solution: coffee, a crepe, and a book.
And except for the wrong couple of turns I made while walking around town. The one area Grady told me to avoid was the one area I accidentally wandered into: The red light district. And yes, it was clear as day (night?) that that's where I was. I lowered my umbrella so that I couldn't make eye contact with anyone and picked up my pace tenfold.
BUT, other that those few details, it really was a great day. My last day to myself before heading home and fulfilling the title of mom, teacher, nurse, chef, chauffeur, cleaner, washer...!
One week in Germany - barely enough to get a taste of the sights and culture. Barely enough to enjoy life with just my man. Barely enough to disconnect from home. But, full enough for me to say THANK YOU to my husband for planning and arranging such a special time.
And, a trip like this doesn't happen without help. Remember those four kids of mine? Someone had to keep them alive.
My mom gave up a week of work to fly here and care for them. And she did way more than just keep them alive: she played with them and went places with them and gave them undivided attention and love.
And my house! Spotless when I arrived home. Empty laundry baskets. Full fridge and freezer. Sparkling bathrooms. Above and beyond just keeping my kids alive.
Fortunately (or maybe unfortunately for her!) she made leaving the country for a week a really easy thing to do.