Sunday, May 31st we moored on the banks of the Rhine at Rudesheim.
I have been to this town twice before, and although its famous narrow street, that rises up from the river, is terribly kitsch, I love it.
Cameras were even more essential than usual. The tourist train that pulled up in front of our ship was like something out of a children’s story book.
We all piled in, squashed into spaces which were only big enough for children, but the journey along the foreshore and up through narrow streets to the museum was fun. Not enough elbow space for photos, but I planned to walk back and capture the quaint buildings later.