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Published: October 11th 2009
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After leaving Trebenice we were both on a high that can only really be found in a person who has experienced being stranded in a random little town in a country that doesn't speak your language, but still manages to get back on the road... i.e. Della and me. We decided that we really should at least try to see some of Germany on our way home as we drove through both the northern part and the southern part, so we decided to stop in Frankfurt A.M. for the night and see a little of it the following morning before driving to Heidelberg to go to a museum Della had studied in school containing a very important piece of history. Ahhhh!! I forgot to mention the SatNav finally worked again so all really was beautiful!! Just listening to music while Della drove and enjoying the various different castles we saw along the way. As night fell, the view really did become amazing as the castles lit up like lighthouses tracing our path along the highway. As fate would have it, you'll recall Berlin... we did not arrive in Frankfurt until nearing 11 o'clock at night. We decided to trust the SatNav
Germany
Turned out to be a casino. to direct us to a hotel... a mistake I will probably make again, but will say I won't... we told it to take us to one hotel, which was closed, so we told it to take us to another hotel which turned out to be a golf course (the second time the stupid thing took us to a golf course when we asked it to take us somewhere else...) and finally Della just followed her instincts leading us to a hotel finally. Unluckily for us their was a conference in Frankfurt and the room was way out of our budget, so we were back at square one. After driving around for another two hours getting more and more cross we decided "fuck Frankfurt" and left. That night we slept in a truck stop with people milling around the car, not a very restful night, but a night nonetheless.
The next morning we awoke dirty, hungry, tired and ready to have a shower and a nice meal. We drove to Heidelberg arriving two hours before the museum opened and decided to have breakfast in "The American Diner," which was basically a fifties diner filled with images you really could only
Heidelberg, Germany
At the diner, dirty and tired. picture in America. With food in our bellies and a much sunnier outlook on the day we headed off to find the museum once again following the stupid SatNav which took us in completely the wrong direction. Eventually we turned it off and picked another car on the road to follow in the hopes that they knew where they were going. Lucky for us, they did!! After driving around the block about six times trying to figure out how we were suppossed to park we realized there was a parking garage which went deep into the earth probably about ten stories, quite terrifying really, and hotter than hell's backside.
The museum we were going to housed the remains of the 600,000 year old man... or rather the mandible of a man that lived 600,000 years ago. We went into the museum, the second thing we paid to see on the trip, and I made Della calmly walk through the upper floors looking at all the paintings and jewelry and random other things that were apparently important but whose description was written in German so only God (and the Germans) knew what they were looking at before heading downstairs to
where we assumed the mandible must be kept. After running through the exhibit and not seeing it Della became frantic and asked a woman where it was. She brought us back to the very beginning of the exhibit where it stood in the very middle of the room in a column that could not have been missed.
After the museum we decided we might as well try to see some more of the town and try to find the internet so we could inform our families and our friends that we were still alive though we took a detour due to car failure. To my great dismay the town was full of rude Germans, none of which really seemed to want to make us feel as though we belonged, or deserved to grace the presense of the townspeople of Heidelberg. We got coffee, tried the internet, which failed... walked up the street... bought a couple of souvenirs... and I decided it was time to go. I couldn't handle Heidelberg anymore and suddenly I understood why God was stopping me from seeing Germany. Note taken God, I will not try to go to Germany again this year... maybe 😊
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