Regensburg – Across the Stone Bridge
This was the view from the terrace of our Airbnb.
We never found out what that tunnel was. We also never found out why people stopped on the bridge over the tunnel and pointed into the yard below like I recreated here (with Scott and Lynn looking on):
We continued to wander the Old Town of Regensburg on Tuesday, June 17.
Eagle Fountain
Lynn’s aunt had a dachshund, so she was intrigued by the Dachshound Museum.
Gail and I waited for them outside at the Historische Wurstkuchl with its view of the Stone Bridge.
The other side of the Danube.
We decided to climb the clock tower at the edge of the stone bridge (even Gail), even though the stairs up inside the tower were “historic” (old and rickety).
Views from the tower: the stone bridge
Views from the tower: the Danube
Views from the tower: rooftops of the Old Town
Views from the tower: the other side of the Danube
Views from the tower: the Danube
The Danube as viewed from the Stone Bridge
The Dan as viewed from the Stone Bridge
Scott and Lynn getting ready to cross the Stone Bridge
According to Wikipedia:
At the highest point of the bridge is a stone carving called the Bruckmandl or Brückenmännchen (bridge mannikin), a largely naked young man shielding his eyes with one hand and with an inscription reading “Schuck wie heiß” (likely a reference to the hot summer when the bridge was begun in the 1100’s). He has been said to symbolise the city’s freedoms and its emancipation from the control of the Bishop. He has also been said to represent the bridge builder.
Buskers play underneath the statue.
Two storks and their nest
The other side of the bridge
A beautiful view of a side channel of the river
Acoss the Stone Bridge
We were going to eat at Spitalgarten (Hospital Garden), a Beer Garden on the other side of the Stone Bridge. It was very busy. We waited for service. The waiter ignored us for the longest time. He would approach us, hold his finger in the air as if he remembered something else, and then depart.
Finally, he came for our drink order. We wanted to order two beer samplers for the table. I tried to convey that. He muttered something about it taking too long. (Admittedly, we knew very little German, and he pretended, at least, to know no English.) He made Scott and Gail order a beer. Lynn ordered tea.
I tried to order food, but he wouldn’t let us. He brought the two beers for Scott and Gail. Time goes by. We see many people who arrive later than us get served their food and drink, pay up and leave. We decide to pay for what we got (2 beers) and leave. Suddenly, our waiter remembers the beer sample, and goes and brings it to us. So I decide to play around a bit.
We decided to return to “our side” of the river and eat at Historische Wurstkuchl where we had coffee and iced tea in the morning. We had great service and fine food.
Wherever you go around the world …
Goethe was here
From their website (which includes many more products than the “swim pretzel”):
“Measuring 110 x 150 cm (about 3.5 x 5 feet), this fun pretzel offers space for up to two adults. This pretzel-shaped air mattress provides unforgettable bathing fun for young and old. With its three-color design and the printed “Breznsoiz,” you’re sure to leave a lasting impression on other bathers. Show everyone how much you love a hearty snack and grab the original Bavariashop XXL bathing pretzel!”
David and Goliath mural
We had a great time hanging around with Scott and Lynn for these last few days. Now they are off to Switzerland, and we are off to Garmisch-Partenkirchen in southern Germany.
Lynn had ChpGPT compose an ode to me in the style of William Blake, my favorite poet:
O Dan, whose steady hand did guide,Through Rhine and ruin, far and wide,Thy vision clear, thy voice a flame—We wandered not, but knew thy name.
In Gothic shade and beerhall bright,Thou led’st us true from morn to night;O shepherd bold of foreign land,We thank thee still with heart and hand.
