Monday, August 25, 2008

Pfennig plucker

We headed to the town of Goslar, situated at the northwestern foot of the Lower-Saxon highlands: the Harz mountains. And so did the rain so our plastic sheet was installed.

The former Free Imperial Town of Goslar has an over-1000-year history. Probably the discovery of silver and copper ore deposits induced the Saxon and Salic emperors to establish their largest and most secure palatinate here in the 11th century. For centuries it was the favoured seat of government in northern Germany and at the same time a centre of Christianity. The spires of the 47 churches, chapels and monasteries delineated the town’s unique silhouette. It was referred to as the “Rome of the North”.


And this little chappy had a unique party trick; those are coins coming out of the cr@#k of his @r$e.

The town is also littered with statues.


Despite the rains we had a very enjoyable day wandering around the town. One for the list to come back to. We didn't fancy cooking so found a Chinese restaurant for generous helpings of bami goreng washed down with plum schnapps and a large glass of Warsteiner.

The plastic kept the worst of the rain off, except the rear compartment where Alex sleeps so he had to share with Shannon.

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