We left the car once we got to Nurnberg, so it was really something that we made it to two different places on our trek from Nurnberg to Erfurt. I have photos from Wurzberg but zero photos from Eisenach.
I’ll admit I was grouchy after Wurzberg, because of the Eisenach stop. It’s a bit out of order, but I’ll share the story now. We took a train to town, threw our stuff in a locker, and headed out to see Warzberg Castle, where Martin Luther translated the Bible into German. Strike 1: Expensive taxi then VERY steep walk up to the castle and then missed the last bus and had no way to call a taxi (no service) so had to walk all the way back to town. Strike 2: The castle was kinda meh and the room where he did the translation – the sign said something like “Only the whale vertebrae is from Luther’s time.” It had other random things like a writing desk, but apparently they weren’t his, at all. Strike 3: There was some sort of train work so we had to take a Dresden city bus the 90 minutes from Eisenach to Erfurt. See, not a happy camper. But I digress.
We were going to spend more time but only spent a half a day touring Wurzberg. We toured the palace, enjoyed the mostly quiet town. Lunch was spent at a wine bar with very good, hearty food that overlooked a bridge. A bridge where a very, very bad sister duo was singing as part of an outdoor music festival. But the wine and food were excellent, as I said, and we bonded with a group of Germans who agreed the singers were horrible. We walked back to the train station but stopped to listen to the second half of the set from an excellent quartet that calls themselves Sax Shop (had to type that carefully!).
Erfurt is a large town in what used to be Eastern Germany. It’s famously, for Germans, the home of a much-beloved children’s channel (think PBS Kids or Nick Jr in the US). You can even pose with statues of its most famous characters, which I insisted on doing as we came across them on the Rick Steves walking tour. [Those photos – all on Matt’s camera or cell.]
I took, oh, zero photos and the only other thing I remember about the town was the giant portions at the Schnitzler restaurant. We split and order and it was still huge. So that’s something.
I’d recommend skipping the town altogether. It’s nice and all but, obviously, not memorable.
Next time: quick stop in Leipzig and Dresden