Travel Tales: Germany 2004, Part Four

It was up and at 'em early to head to the city of Konstanz, nearly three hours away, and just near the border of Switzerland. The town was beautiful, as all these small towns seem to be - and it was nice to experience even though we saw it mostly from the car. At this point, it was already almost 1:30, so we were hungry and looking for something to do. We took the ferry over to the town of Meersburg (I think!) and I felt like we were in Greece or something when we were on the ferry and then docked at th epier with all the sailboats around.

The lake views were looking at the mountains. We could eve see the grayish outlines of the Alps. From Meersberg we made our way to the small island of Mainau, a privately-owned place. Apparantly, it is the warmest spot in Germany and all kinds of plants grow there that down grow anywhere else in the country. We didn't see much of this, however, because the price was rather hefty and so we just looked out on the water and watched the sailboats.

Boats that made me think of Greece.
A view of the Bodensee.
Me on the ferry.
Lindsay on the ferry.
Lin and Mom on the ferry.

We took the ferry back to Konstanz, and then we got back into the car and made our way into Switzerland. As we got further and further in, I noticed the very subtle differences the country had - even in the architecture. Evelyn and Gunter said that many of the people spoke in a strange Swiss/German dialect.

Anyway, we went further into Switzerland, stopping in a small city to buy chocolate and have dinner. The restaurant was good. I finally had chocolate mousse!

A small view of the Rhine Falls.
Lin in front of the falls.
Me at the top of the falls.
Lindsay and me at the top of the falls.
The Rhine Falls.

After dinner we went to the Rhine Falls, the place in Switzerland where the Rhine River either ends or begins. The falls are comparable to Niagara Falls, though not as large. You wouldn't want to go down them in a barrel or anything! Lindsay declared it the greatest date spot in the world.

Once we were done gazing at the falls, we headed to Stuttgart, which is the town where dad was born. We took pictures by the sign - it was too late and we were too tired to get out and enjoy the city.

By the Stuttgart sign.

After all this we pretty much collapsed into bed!