A typical Rudesheim hotel
Steep narrow streets; Rudesheim ambiance
On leaving the amazing musical museum we had to decide whether to return to the river in the little train or on foot. I hoped that, despite the abundance of kitsch, I might find something worthwhile in a couple of shops and I still wanted to capture the ambience of Rudesheim on camera. David chose the train and I suspect that he might have tried some of the famous Rudesheimer coffee. Asbach – a special brandy – is poured into a mug and set on fire. Filled up with coffee which douses the flames, the concoction is then topped with whipped cream and chocolate flakes. I settled for a small box of brandy filled chocolates and a few more postcards, then couldn’t resist a silly sign that says VIP Parking Only. Unfortunately no-one will notice it on my driveway, so I’ll have to give it to someone who really is a VIP. One with a sense of humour of course.
Getting ready for lunch in the square.
I’d like to stop and eat here.
Hotels and restaurants were preparing for the lunchtime crowds as I walked down the steep narrow streets towards the river. I am always fascinated that, despite their similarities, each country in Europe has its own distinct style of architecture and although I often can’t explain what makes them unique, the buildings tell me where I am (at least the old ones do.)
A church in every town. Why the unusual turret?
Fascinating roof designs.
A family of ducks greeted us on our return to the ship. I suspect that the crew enticed them with food scraps. Ducks are such comical creatures, they always make me feel happy.