Sunday, 15th
All hopes of having a lazy sleepy Sunday and a brunch remained a dream. The family decided for an outing to Heidelberg.
After a heavy breakfast of ham and cheese sandwiches, we set of for Heidelberg. We marched towards the station about few hundred meters from home. Like good Indians we jumped the railway lines to get on the other side rather than use the subway :-) We quickly punched in for the tickets and snickers and boarded the train to Heidelberg. We crossed farms, factories, summer cottages, vineyards by the rail tracks and after many stations later we reached the sleepy town by the river Neckar.
The massive fort was staring at us and we had to walk about a km up a steep hill (the easy way to reach the top was a bus and a funicular train was only discovered a few hours later when we came down, I mean not even while we were climbing down, grumble grumble!)
The fort itself was very interesting, reminded me of the rani ka mahal from the deer park, where I had grown up. But this place had a museum for medicine (imagine) the largest beer barrel in the world (how I wish it was filled with beer and I could take a swim) and some dungeons (interesting).
While the family decided to laze on the grounds and make merry, poor G and I had to walk across what seemed like acres of land. A quick nibbles of pringles and gatorade we walked back to the university town. We strolled through the Korn market, the university area, two very
ancient churches before settling down for a hot meal of Thai crispy duck platter, rice and some beer (worth all the walking!)
Then we decided to head back home and continued our march to the station. The train was so crowded that we got no seats :-( so more standing and the repeat of the scenery passing by. Somewhere just before our station, the train gave away. We had to again wait for the
next train to chug along (remember we are still standing). The train came, surprisingly empty. The moment we sat down (the only time we sat since our walkathon began was this and the time we spent for lunch) brother announced our station has come. Naturally, we started to walk
again.
The walkathon finally finished with my feet up the sofa (Was too tired to convert that into a bed) and I wished if there was a way by which one could unscrew the arms and legs and hide them in the cupboard....zzz
All hopes of having a lazy sleepy Sunday and a brunch remained a dream. The family decided for an outing to Heidelberg.
After a heavy breakfast of ham and cheese sandwiches, we set of for Heidelberg. We marched towards the station about few hundred meters from home. Like good Indians we jumped the railway lines to get on the other side rather than use the subway :-) We quickly punched in for the tickets and snickers and boarded the train to Heidelberg. We crossed farms, factories, summer cottages, vineyards by the rail tracks and after many stations later we reached the sleepy town by the river Neckar.
The massive fort was staring at us and we had to walk about a km up a steep hill (the easy way to reach the top was a bus and a funicular train was only discovered a few hours later when we came down, I mean not even while we were climbing down, grumble grumble!)
The fort itself was very interesting, reminded me of the rani ka mahal from the deer park, where I had grown up. But this place had a museum for medicine (imagine) the largest beer barrel in the world (how I wish it was filled with beer and I could take a swim) and some dungeons (interesting).
While the family decided to laze on the grounds and make merry, poor G and I had to walk across what seemed like acres of land. A quick nibbles of pringles and gatorade we walked back to the university town. We strolled through the Korn market, the university area, two very
ancient churches before settling down for a hot meal of Thai crispy duck platter, rice and some beer (worth all the walking!)
Then we decided to head back home and continued our march to the station. The train was so crowded that we got no seats :-( so more standing and the repeat of the scenery passing by. Somewhere just before our station, the train gave away. We had to again wait for the
next train to chug along (remember we are still standing). The train came, surprisingly empty. The moment we sat down (the only time we sat since our walkathon began was this and the time we spent for lunch) brother announced our station has come. Naturally, we started to walk
again.
The walkathon finally finished with my feet up the sofa (Was too tired to convert that into a bed) and I wished if there was a way by which one could unscrew the arms and legs and hide them in the cupboard....zzz
1 comment:
Haha... loved the narrative
Poor u...can imagine the disappointment of seeing an empty beer barrel...that too the largest!!!
Kinna weight lose kiya after this trip? :P
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