The hostel served its included breakfast only at 8:00 so I got up, packed my things and headed down to the cafeteria. There were about 15 other people in there and I sat at a table with older man. We began to visit, mostly in German of course but he could speak some English. He is a doctor from Aachen (West Germany) and was just traveling around a bit and had some conferences nearby this week. He was very friendly and we decided to walk around the town together. We mostly spoke German but he would explain some of the architecture of the buildings and history to me in English so I could understand better. It was a very enjoyable walk and talk and he was very impressed that I have only been learning German for the last two months. It is such good practice when you are forced to speak it. It’s pretty cool. I must say that despite all that I saw in Fussen, Munich, and Berlin, the time spent in this little town was probably my favorite experience on this trip. I walked the cobble stone streets that winded around the town, through the main Market square and by the castle and church on the hill. I really did feel like I was in one of those little miniature towns that people set up as a display in their homes at Christmas time. Soooo cute. Because it is Sunday, most places in Germany are closed so once again it was pretty quite except for people here and there roaming the streets. At 11:30, I hopped the train to get back to Heidelberg. Definitely ready to get back. Besides the fact that I have been wearing pretty much the same clothes for a week, I also need to chill and process the whirlwind tour of Germany. After 6 hours and 5 trains, I made it to Heidelberg safe and sound. Ich bin sehr muede. Gute Nacht!
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