Germany
Well, what a week off. Two (or technically three) countries and lots of fun.
The week started with me heading off from Luton airport to Basel, Switzerland from where I walked across the French border to of the sights and not meet Sarah and Ralf. Ralf took my bags and we headed into Basel for a while to check out some surprisingly cuisine.
The first thing you need to know about Basel is that the people there speak either German or French and as such most people speak both and some English. What was amusing was trying to guess before the end what was their first language so that when you said goodbye you did it in the right language. I don't know how many times I said "Danke, tschüß" and they replied "Merci, beaucoup".
We wandered around for a few hours but eventually the heat (35 degrees) overcame us and we got on a train for the half hour trip back to Schopheim where Sarah's host family live. The countryside is extemely beautiful here and as we travelled on the train we crossed yet another border (no one even checks passports here most of the time).
When we got to Schopfheim I got a short tour of the town and then we went for a walk up to the house where Jacqui and Ralf live. What a hill, thank goodness Ralf had already taken my bags for me.
Schopfheim street
The castle we saw:
The week started with me heading off from Luton airport to Basel, Switzerland from where I walked across the French border to of the sights and not meet Sarah and Ralf. Ralf took my bags and we headed into Basel for a while to check out some surprisingly cuisine.
The first thing you need to know about Basel is that the people there speak either German or French and as such most people speak both and some English. What was amusing was trying to guess before the end what was their first language so that when you said goodbye you did it in the right language. I don't know how many times I said "Danke, tschüß" and they replied "Merci, beaucoup".
We wandered around for a few hours but eventually the heat (35 degrees) overcame us and we got on a train for the half hour trip back to Schopheim where Sarah's host family live. The countryside is extemely beautiful here and as we travelled on the train we crossed yet another border (no one even checks passports here most of the time).
When we got to Schopfheim I got a short tour of the town and then we went for a walk up to the house where Jacqui and Ralf live. What a hill, thank goodness Ralf had already taken my bags for me.
Me with a big German beer
Schopfheim street
The castle we saw:
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