T R I E R , G E R M A N Y
a beautiful little hilltop town we passed on the way there. if only i had my paint brush handy.
so the posts have been moving a little slow lately :( but i will load lots of beautiful pictures from the German town of Trier to make up for it! we visited this city dating back to the Roman empire this past weekend and while i'm (not) sad to report i didn't try any wiener-schnitzel, i happily left the country with my belly stuffed full of homemade lasagna, potato casserole and desert wine from a quaint German winery outside of town. and our tour guide happened to be (not kidding) completely blacked-out by around 5 p.m., making for quite the interesting tour.
hangin' out at the winery.
the first place we visited was the American cemetery for the soldiers fallen in the Battle of the Ardennes during World War II. it was a sad place to be, seeing row after row of tombstones, some marked as unknown.
that same day (we cram hours of activities into minutes rushing through the city with Madame and her colleague trying to pack all of this information into our exhausted brains) we visited karl marx's house, the Roman baths, the Dom (a Romanesque Cathedral), the Bishop's Museum, the Roman Amphitheater and my personal and absolute favorite, the Von Nell wine cellar (for obvious reasons) where we participated in much wine tasting and eating, 2 of my favorite activities.
the bridge into Trier
Trier's town square (for anyone who was concerned, they do have a mcd's, even in a little place like this, and they even serve veggie burgs. time to catch up ameri-cuh)
those damn Romans showing everybody up again with their structures that outlast 1500 years
you've gotta do somethin' to spice up a 12-hour walking tour
i don't hate it.
hog heaven for everyone (minus moi) after a long day of touring. the hogs would have found my vegetarian lasagny a little more heavenly.
p.s. if i were to bring home the perfect souvenir for my brothers it would be this monster barbeque grill, but considering that i am already toting around more pounds of luggage than my body weight, i don't think i would be allowed to board the plane.
kat and i hangin' in the porta negra.
until my next trip (Bruges). peace. love & happiness. stop judging the song's stuck in my head-
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