Yes, he looks happy - and he should, because he has got exactly the car he wanted most!
We lived at Hotel Victor's right at the eastern side of the old borderline:
Before the hotel a nice old convent were built on the ground, but Stasi tore it down, since refugees hid in it hoping to flee over the border at night. Yes, they really did such things. The hotel is now built in the same style as the convent.
At the hotel there were a huge spa, pool and wellness area - here is our bathing clothes drying:
When driving around you often meet signs like this telling us that Germany was divided into East and West until the end of 1989:
Here is the borderline, this is no man's land, where the flagstones were the patrol path. Here Stasi walked up and down in sharp uniforms and loaded machine guns:
Our city, Düderstadt, was nice and cosy and we found time for a café latte:
A statue reminding us how Germany was previously divided:
Many families were split for many years.
We visited Rammelsberg, which is the largest mine in Germany:
The mine workers' clothes and personal belongings are hanging up under the ceiling. The dark cloths are meant to hang their clean clothes in:
And here is the shared bath:
The red tubs are very large soap dishes.
You could go on different tours and since we had never tried an authentic trip with a real mine train before, it became our choice:
The wagons were meant for 12 persons, but we were only eight and we were sitting tight.
There was a museum with very large machines and engines:
I love engines.
Opposite our hotel was the Borderline Museum:
This English text described how the world was back then and up to 1989:
I have used a telex machine like this when I was an apprentice:
It was the only way my company could communicate with African countries.
And here is a photo of one of the watch towers, they are still standing every where in Germany:
We visited an alternative bear park, which was fantastic. It was alternative in the way that the bears had lots of space and they really looked like they was having a good time:
I have not used zoom, we were really so close to him, quite scary.
Sleeping teddies:
My own bear:
Very frightening!
And we also took a trip with the vintage train, called the narrow-gauge line:
Very expensive, but also very cosy.
Here they shovel coal for the next trip:
And I bought a few nail polishes for my collection:
What an awesomely fun looking trip! I've always wanted to go to Germany, in no small part because I have more German ancestry in me than that of any other nationality. I'd love to go to Germany to do more family genealogy research in person (instead of just on line), meet up with some distant relatives, and simply explore and experience this country and culture face-to-face. Hopefully one day this will be able to happen! :)
SvarSletThank you very much for your comment on my post yesterday, dear Sanne. I'm truly sorry that your mother isn't more supportive and understanding of your passion for vintage fashion. I can truly imagine how much that must hurt/be frustrating. I will always hold out the hope for you that maybe one day she will come around.
Thank you for your nice and considerate comment, Jessica. In fact I have spoken with my mum about it today, and she says I misunderstand her. I do hope she's right, but it made me happier to hear.
Slet