Tuesday, June  21
We have been to Nuremberg.   Got off the bus long enough to get a Christmas ornament (key chain) and a pocket knife for Roy and have lunch.  We came came carry on so he couldn't bring his trusty knife.  We have missed it.  Now he has one.  Lunch was in a Bavarian restaurant. We were given a glass of Tasker been when we sat down then a very nice salad, followed by pasta noodles and chicken in gravy.  Ice cream for dessert.  Then a whirlwind bus tour of the city.  A lovely Scottish lady came on as our local guide.  Our guide for the day from Prague is  Helena and our driver is  Vasislov (Wenceslas).  They have all  been excellent.  Thank you tour guide gods.
We were driven around the Old Town which was very scenic.  It looked like it deserved a walk about but that was not to be.  The bus took us past the old city walls, a dry moat, the court house where the Nuremberg trials were held, and to the Rally Grounds where Hitler held his rallys.  It must have been a stirring sight if you were a Nazi. Attendance was mandatory for party members.  They  were preparing the steps for a car race when we were there.  Across a lake from the Rally Ground is an immense coluseum that Hitler built but it was never used for rallys.  It is now a protected national site. It was a very sobering visit.
We are to be taken to Degindorf to catch our boat and at this moment are late.  Lots of us on the bus so guess they won't sail without us.  We have no Internet on the bus social am typing into a word processing program and praying we can remember how to transfer it to the blog.
The sun is shining  - so much happier than the rain this morning.  You can feel the change of mood on the bus.  It has been a very long day of bus riding.  We have to remember that we chose this option.  When we chose it our thoughts  were "autobahn, no speed limits".  Am I right.  No, no, no.  There is lots of construction,  stall, lots of big trucks (they can only do 80, lots of busses and they can only do 100km. Going was pretty slow and we were late.
To the boat...