Day 30: Dresden and Radebeul

We left Berlin on Monday morning (by train of course) and arrived in Dresden by early afternoon. We stored our bags in a storage locker and struck out into the city. Dresden is well known for having a beautiful Baroque old town, which was extensively firebombed in 1945 near the end of WWII. It has since been rebuilt. We walked through a bustling shopping district and picked up some Bubble Tea (there always seems to be a Bubble Tea Shop in each German city) and then made our way down to the Elbe River. Here are a couple of pics that we took.

This is where we found a really cool mailbox to add to our collection (for Flynn of course).

Literally a minute after we located this beautiful mailbox, a men’s choir broke into song on the square adjacent to the river. It was pretty entertaining (and hilarious to behold).

After watching for a couple of songs, we decided to make our way into the twisting and turning streets to hunt down some food for lunch. We came upon the Ontario Steakhouse, but decided it was too expensive and touristy. Too bad though, as everything was Canadian-related.

We did find a nice biergarten (they are everywhere in this region) and sat down for some traditional German fare: smoked salmon and potato cakes with horseradish mustard for me, and schnitzel and french fries for Daryl.

We then made our way back to the train station and hitched a ride to Radebeul, a small town and wine area about 15 minutes away from Dresden. It was a 20-minute walk uphill from the station to the small apartment where we were staying. It was not overly fun with our bags and we arrived very sweaty. The apartment was a nice surprise though, with a cute kitchen, brand new bathroom, sitting room, bedroom, and beautiful view onto the working vineyard behind the house.

We walked to a nearby grocery store and had a traditional meal of sausage with mustard and sauerkraut. We then tucked in for the night, saving our energy for Tuesday and a full day of activity. Till next time.

P.S. On the way back from the grocery store, we snapped a picture of the turtle waiting for the train. Weird.