Sunday, 26 August 2012

Wine making valley

That would be it for this yeaq's visit to Bavaria. This time we're moving to the west, close to the Germany-Luxembourg/Germany-Belgium border.

Moselle Valley. Wine valley. If we didn't know where we were heading, we would have resigned half way there. Frankly speaking, when we were almost there. That's how well in a valley it is hidden. And it would have been a great loss if we hadn't seen that place.

We knew we wanted to get to the Moselle Valley and only one place, that caught our attention, was described in our guidebook. Cochem. We reached that place in the evening and I had serious doubts if the sun could ever reach such a place. Yet they had so many vineyards there...

The next day we got back to the town from the camp site to explore it a bit. No clue what we wanted to see. No plan what we wanted to do. No idea about the town. We weren't planningon reaching the western border in the first place (the weather kind of forced us to do it), so I wasn't prepared for sightseeing at all. That doesn't happen too often to me. (Yup, I'm a pain-in-the-ars planner) I must confess I didn't feel too comfortable with that, but I had to go with the flow and just enjoy what I was seeing. And doing. Well, rather seeing than doing. Anyhow...

First of all we went to one of the bridges that are in the town to take a few pictures of the castle mounting over the town. When we got back to, what we can refer to as, the meeting point, Artur spotted a train. No, not a real one. Just one mf those cars, that look like a train, to drive tourists around town and tell them... something. In German, of course. We couldn't say no to that (if only you could have seen the sparkles in Artur's eyes when he saw the train and asked if we could take a ride).

Before the train (yeah, I'll stick to that name of that moving thingy) left, we managed to take a walk in the "old town" (well, kinda all town in old, but I have trouble referring to the specific parts of it. My "old town" is the most crowded, touristy area). We bought some bottles of delicious wine as gifts and for ourselves and headed back to the train.

The tour started. Unfortunately, the guide was only in German, but the kind driver brought us a sort of a leaflet in English in which everything was described. And marked on a map. Plus - that was a keeper so I can look at it whenever I want to check something. After the tour we headed to one of the wineshops for a free cutsie-little-glass-with-a-train-on-it of wine (the glasses were also a keeper) and went looking for some more spots in the old town (where the train didn't enter) that were mentioned during the ride.

Having done that, we ate delicious buns, headed back to the cars and drove off to explore another thing we had on agenda...

 Apparently, the town floods every year. These are the highest water levels with the dates.

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