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The plan for today was for us to disembark
in Wertheim at 9:30 a.m. and board coaches for our excursion.
The ship was then to continue on to Freudenberg, where we
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There was no time to explore Wertheim, where we disembarked.
It was a pity, because looking at the guide books, it
is quite an interesting town located on a tapering spit
of land at the confluence of the Tauber and Main rivers
and has an interesting castle and quaint narrow lanes.
Oh well, somewhere to come back to one day.
We were put straight onto coaches for
the drive to Miltenberg.
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45 minutes later, we arrived in
Miltenberg, but drove through it to the outskirts of the town. |
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The theme for the day was "village
events". We had been asked to choose between a range
of activities and numbers for each activity were limited.
We chose the bakery option, which was limited to 15 people. |
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A friendly baker called Michael,
assisted by our guide (a.k.a "Sister Anna"), showed us
how to make pretzels... |
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...and then we attempted to make
them ourselves... |
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...with varying degrees of success.
Of course, Geoff's was the best one.
For some reason, Bruce was reluctant to point out his one! |
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They were then baked. |
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Video: Pretzel making demo: Here
we are shown how to make pretzels, before attempting to make them
ourselves |
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Video: Group pretzel making: In
this video we show off our varying skills! |
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We each got to eat our own creations
and were given a free drink. Mmmm not bad! |
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After the bakery experience, we had
some spare time before lunch, so we were taken into the
town of Miltenberg itself. |
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One thing I can really remember about
the town (from our guide) is that Elvis Presley once stopped
here briefly... talk about useless trivia! Our guide was
a real character and kept us amused with her stories! |
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Miltenburg has a very long Main Street
(Hauptstrasse) running parallel to the River Main. We didn't
walk the entire length of it (about a mile), but we did
walk some distance along it in either direction fom the
market square, with its attractive fountain dating back
to 1583, flanked by several half-timbered houses. |
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Swallows nests |
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After a very pleasant stroll around
the town, it was back on the coach for the short drive to
Freudenberg, where we rejoined all the other passengers,
who told us about their morning adventures. The lunch wasn't
bad, but alarms started to ring for us when it was announced
that there would be yodelling during dessert to entertain
us. We looked at each other and decided to get out while
the going was good! Unfortunately, that meant missing dessert. |
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Our early departure from the restaurant
gave us a little time to get our bearings. It was only a
short walk to the river and as we stood there, we watched
as our ship came gliding in. |
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By 2.00pm everybody else was back
on board and we sailed. |
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That afternoon, there was a glass
blowing demonstration. |
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Some of the bridges were sooo low! |
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