The Travel Monologues


Wurzburg
June 29, 2008, 12:06 pm
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Next up is Wurzburg. 3 hours away from Ludwigshafen, so I reckon this would probably be the first and last time I see this charming city. Much nicer than Mannheim or Ludwigshafen, that’s for sure.

 

 

Images of the Fortress Marienberg. The main attraction of Wurzburg. It’s this huge complex on top of a hill, so it was a bit of a bitch to climb the hills to get to the fortress. I wished we joined some tour explaining the significance of the fortress, because it just felt like we were wondering aimlessly around the complex.

 

The second must-see of Wurzburg. The Wurzburg Residenz. It was partly destroyed in World War Two, but they did a great job in restoring the place. It’s also a UNESCO World Heritage Site. Again, we wanted to go for the tour, but half the place was closed for restoration works, so we didn’t want to pay to see only half the place.

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I met this Singaporean couple outside the Residenz, which is always a patriotic thrill when I go travelling. Apparently, they’ve been travelling on a motorbike from Singapore all the way to Germany since Jan 1, making their way across the Asian and now the European continent. They heading down to the rest of Europe, then Argentina, then Russia then home. I’m way way impressed with them. It’s this spirit of adventure, the dare to chase your dreams, and the willingness to delay one’s immediate gratification for something else better that I’m trying to emulate. Check out his blog at Singapore Dream.

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It’s Euro final tonight! There were no riots during the Germany-Turkey match last Wednesday but there were loads of happy Germans (and loads of sad Turkish supporters). Please, please, let Germany win so maybe BASF will give us a day off in patriotic happiness.

German and Turkish supporters

Happy Germans. It was an extremely exciting match, with Germany scoring the winning goal at the last minute. I love this kind of matches. It goes to show it ain’t over till the fat lady sings.