26.10.15

28.9: London ho!

I had a bit of ground to cover today – I’d booked a high-speed rail ticket from Frankfurt to London. As I was now reasonably familiar with the trains in Germany all went smoothly and the journey was pleasant. The departure was at a much more reasonable 10.16am.

The Frankfurt Hauptbahnhof  
In station
My train to Brussels-Midi 

I transferred to the Eurostar train at Brussels and was in London Kings Cross by about 4.30pm.

The Eurostar

Making my way to the southeastern line to Albany Park

Once there I bought a new SIM and an Oyster Card and made my way to Albany Park station at Sidcup where I was met by Richard. Richard and his wife Sharon are good family friends and had kindly offered for me to stay with them while I was in London. That evening Richard threw some steaks on the barbie and we had a good evening together.

2.10.15

22.9 → 27.9: The Brems in Marktleuthen

My main reason for coming to Germany was to visit some more of my Estonian relatives, Walter and Gerda Brem. Gerda descends from the same line of Klampes as Eha and Toivo in Põltsamaa and Mihkel and Helje in Tallinn. As with my family and many others, they left Estonia at the beginning of WWII and ended up in Germany.

22.9:
My travels today were by train, via two stations, Nurnberg and Marktrewitz. The train was due to depart at 8.19 and I had allowed plenty of time to get some breakfast and find the correct platform etc… Unfortunately as I was sitting at the platform, I realised I hadn’t returned the pass card to the hostel when I checked out, meaning I had to ditch my coffee and trudge back to return the key. Fortunately there was plenty of time to do all of this, but it wasn’t the best way to start the morning. The rest of the journey was quite straightforward, finding the correct platforms was easy. 
Boarding train at Frankfurt
About 4.5 hours later I was warmly greeted by Walter at the Marktleuthen station. Walter and Gerda’s house is only a short distance from the station and so we were soon back home. Here, Gerda had prepared a traditional Estonian meal which was one her mother often cooked, consisting of beef with a delicious onion sauce and boiled potatoes.

In the afternoon, Walter took me to the nearby town of Selb. As with many other towns in this region, including Marktleuthen, Selb was once home to extensive porcelain manufacturing. However, with the passing of time the costs involved grew too high and many of these factories have closed down, much to the detriment of the region. For example, the factory in Marktleuthen once employed 600 people. Today, most of the porcelain manufacturing in Europe is situated in lower cost countries to the east such as Poland, Czech Republic and Hungary. Selb has one of the last remaining factories, Rosenthal, which has managed to hang on by changing its manufacturing to become more boutique, selling very posh and trendy wares that are unique to its brand. The large factory has had a makeover and is a bit of a local icon, painted in rainbow colours. We went inside and had a look at their wares, before having a little drive around the town. One can tell that this is a porcelain town. Streets are lined with it and there are multiple porcelain sculptures around the place.
Rosenthal factory
Around Selb
Walter and Gerda have two large dogs, Obelix and Tasko, who must be some of the best looked after dogs in Germany. They are both well behaved (for the most part) and get walked three times per day. In the later afternoon we took the dogs for a walk through the countryside nearby their house.
From left: Tasko, Obelix, Gerda and Walter
In this part of the world, lunch is the main meal of the day, so dinner usually consisted of a selection of meats, cheeses, breads and perhaps a salad. Lunch and dinner are both accompanied by beer. The Bavarians take their beers very seriously and during my stay I got a very good overview of the different types of Bavarian beers, light, dark and wheat.

23.9:
Breakfast too usually consisted of a selection of meats, cheese and bread and some of Gerda’s delicious homemade jams.

In the morning, Walter took me and the dogs to a granite labyrinth at Kirchenlamitz. Granite has been another major industry in the area for a long time and this was a community project to recognise that. I had a go and eventually met Walter, who knew a few short cuts, in the middle. 
Inside the labyrinth 

After this, we went to a nearby forest and did a most excellent walk to a 15th century castle (Burg Epprechtstein), situated on a steep pinnacle. The views from the top were excellent and gave a good overview of the large horseshoe shaped valley in which Marktleuthen and many other local towns sit.

Views en route to castle 
Castle
Views atop castle

Obelix and his ball
While we were out walking, Gerda was in the kitchen preparing some most excellent pork shoulders, complete with crackling, gravy and a traditional type of mashed potato ball. Extremely delicious

In the afternoon, Gerda and I went to one of her favourite local spots, the Wunsiedel Labyrinth. This is large reserve set on a hillside with a walk which leads one (sometimes literally) through the massive granite boulders which dot the hillside. Once at the top, one is rewarded with excellent views over the surrounding landscape. It really is a great place to explore, with various lookouts and benches hidden along the way. In several places, inscriptions have been carved into the rock in recognition of local poets. One area, which is fenced off, is used in the summer for performances. It is extremely popular and the place fills up with people. Walter and Gerda usually go a couple of times each year.
Gerda
Granite
Up we go... 


Taking the dogs for a walk before dinner
That evening, Walter, Gerda and I had been invited to one of their friends birthday parties, in a house a short walk away. So, that evening we spent a most pleasant evening in their company, sampling more traditional Bavarian cuisine, this time a special type of meat loaf and several types of potato salad.

24.9:
The region of Bavaria where I was staying is in the southeast of Germany and located very close to the Czech border. Today, Walter and his good friend Ottuer took me over the border to have a look around. The region of the Czech Republic we visited was once part of Germany and this is reflected in what remains of the pre-war architecture. It is from this region that the famous German poet Johan Wolfgang von Goethe spent much of his time. Gothe was not only a poet, but was also deeply interested in natural sciences, spending much time exploring the regions natural resources. We visited several sites where Gothe had been during our travels. For lunch, we went to a place called Statek Bernard, a centre for regional handicrafts. There we had some traditional Czech food. I had soup and some delicious trout with potatoes.


One of Gothe's excavations
In the afternoon, we went to visit the Loket Castle, situated on an elbow of the River Egar, which originates in the mountain near Marktleuthen. En route, we stopped to check out a vast coal mine. This was started by the Soviets and is still being mined today. Apparently the environmental implications of this mine are somewhat dubious. When they finish the mining, the plan is to fill it all with water to be used as a recreational lake… We’ll see.



The Loket Castle sits on a high peak surrounded on three sides by the River Egar – a highly strategic position. It was originally built in the 12th century for a Czech prince and has changed hands since then over the centuries. The castle still stands today and was an interesting place to walk around, with various collections of silverware, wooden carvings and medieval torture devices. The views from all sides were excellent.


Locket 
The castle

Gerda and Walter’s son, Haiko lives in the house next door with wife Christine and baby son Ludwig. I was to spend the evening with them as Walter and Gerda were off to the theater for the evening. Firstly, I went to help Haiko feed and water some horses. He shares agistment of three horses with two other friends and they take it in turns to go and look after them. Haiko drives an old ex-milatery four-wheel drive and is a keen mechanic. After taking care of the horses, we had a most excellent evening together, again sampling some different beers and also trying two types of sausage, white and blood, both made by his parent’s from a recently slaughtered piggy. Both were really nice!

25.9:
After another hearty breakfast, Walter, Gerda and I set off in the direction of Bamberg, a small university city ~100km WSW of Marktleuthen.

En route, we visited the Kulmbach Brewery beer museum. EKU Pils, one of the beers they produce, is one of the most popular in Bavaria. The museum outlined the brewing process throughout the centuries and we were able to try their wares at the end.




We then carried on to Bamberg, where we had lunch at a restaurant near the centre. One of the things this city is famous for is its Schlenkerla smoked beer. The bar that carries the Schlenkerla brand was packed and indeed overflowing with tourists. As locals, Walter and Gerda knew that you can in fact find this beer at any bar in town, so we went to another equally nice restaurant for lunch. I really liked the beer, it tastes pretty well as one would imagine it. I also had a delicious pork knuckle.


Bamberg
In the afternoon we checked out the cities cathedral and associated bishops’ residences and rose garden. The main square is particularly impressive as it is possible to see baroque, gothic and roman architecture side by side.
Cathedral
Bishops' residences 

Rose garden 
Houses on riverbank
On the way home we stopped at a location where is possible to view the 12 main peaks which surround the valley in which Marktleuthen sits, including the Kornberg and Schineberg.

Over dinner we met Heiko’s other two children Amile and Valentin. Valentin, about 8, was very keen to practice his English skills with me so we had some fun doing that. I thought his skills were very impressive.

26.9:
This was my last day in Marktleuthen and we had a bit more of a relaxed day. In the morning we went to the Waldsassen monastery library and basilica. Both the library and the basilica house some very impressive wooden carvings by a guy called Karl Stilp. One room in the library houses the carvings, which took some 20 years to complete. Each has its own story and it was quite entertaining to find out the meaning of each. Here’s a link to some pictures: <http://bit.ly/1jCrslF>. The basilica is also very grand, with the ceiling vividly painted and yet more impressive wooden carvings. It is also home to various religious relics, hence the title of basilica. Unfortunately most of the indoors was covered in wooden panels for renovations, however what was visible was still very impressive. 

The Waldsassen Basilica

The final church we visited was the Trinity church at Rosenberg. Being dedicated to the holy trinity, everything is in threes: Three towers, three altars etc. etc…. Another impressive and interesting church.
Inside the trinity church
We went back home for lunch and Gerda prepared some white sausages, which were very nice. This type of sausage is boiled and the skin removed prior to being eaten.
A type of Bavarian wheat beer which was very nice!
In the afternoon we relaxed a bit and Walter and Gerda showed me some photos of their recent trip to Australia.

For dinner the whole family joined us and we had a most pleasant evening together. Velentin was again keen to show me some photo albums, including photos from winter, when the area was covered in deep snow.

27.9:
Today I was due to depart on the train at 10.20. We had a final breakfast together, joined by a local friend of theirs and Valentin. It was really special and we finished it off with a toast of goldwasser and sparkling wine. 
Breakfast

After farewelling everyone, Walter and Gerda drove me to the train station where I was able to board the train just in the nick of time.

It was a bit sad to leave Marktleuthen, as we had become quite close over the time spent there. I’m sure we’ll see each other again on the future.


The train journey was again in three parts and went smoothly, except for the last train between Nurnberg and Frankfurt. It was a proper intercity electric train with 20+ large carriges but it was still absolutely heaving with passangers and luggage. People were forced to sit/stand in the corridors and there were bags everywhere. 
About to board train to Frankfurt
So that wasn’t the most pleasant journey, but we got to Frankfurt. I checked into the same hostel as before and spent the afternoon writing and relaxing. For dinner I went to an African restaurant (I think Sudanese) and had a most excellent platter of various meat and vegetable dishes, eaten without cutlery with that particular kind of pancake.
Frankfurt

21.9: Head aega Estonia & tervist Frankfurt

Today I was to leave Estonia, after spending more than two months here. I certainly was a bit sad to be leaving – I’ve really grown to love this country. It’s quite difficult to pinpoint why, but I would have to say that most would have to do with the people and their mentality, which I find highly compatible. In general, they are very forward thinking and innovative and accepting of change, trusting the government and it’s institutions. This is coupled with a deep love and respect for the natural environment. The forests in southern Estonia/Võrumaa were certainly a highlight. The countries rich history is openly talked about and it’s scars dot the landscape. Many Estonians wish not to be considered ‘eastern’ or ‘Baltic’ but rather Nordic, and I certainly think this aspiration is well on track to being reached. The future looks bright, in spite of the rhetoric of the countries Eastern neighbour.

So, I set off from my hostel to the airport, this time by taxi. The Tallinn airport is of a very manageable size and it was with great ease that I reached my gate. I had an early lunch – a kilud sandwitch on must leib – before boarding the plane at 12.25. This was the smallest plane yet, requiring us to walk onto the tarmac to board.
Head aega Eestimaa!!
This flight was with Estonian/Scandinavian Air and was in two parts, passing through Copenhagen. All went very smoothly and I was in Frankfurt in no time. The Frankfurt airport is very well connected, with regular trains to the hauptbahnhof.

The hostel I had chosen was in a very convenient location, only a short walk from the railway station. The only downside, if you could call it that was that this was near the cities red light district, so the streets were a bit… colourful.

The main thing I wanted to do was buy a German SIM card. This ended up being a bit of a wild goose chase as I asked at the reception where the nearest place would be to buy one and I was told it would be best to go to an Aldi and was given directions. Needless to say I became rather lost and ended up asking for directions from someone on the street. They said that the nearest Aldi was kilometres away and that I’d be best off going to one of the kiosks at the train station. So I trudged back in that direction. With the time rapidly approaching 7pm I was starting to worry that if I did find anything it might be closed. The kiosk at the train station didn’t sell SIM cards but I was given another set of directions to a phone shop nearby. Fortunately this shop did sell SIM cards and I was able to purchase one that fit the bill.


I had a rather uninteresting dinner nearby and retired for the night.