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Sunday, 9 August. The morning in Bernkastel was cool and overcast, but at
least it wasn't raining. The yellow group went on a walking tour of the town
at 9:00. We first went to the Doktorkeller wine cellar (actually a large
cave cut into the vine-covered hillside) because that was to be our meeting
place later for a wine tasting. It was just outside the Graach Gate, the only
remaining medieval town gate. We passed through the gate, walked by the Bear
Fountain. (Apparently the "Bern" in Bernkastel is from the German
word for bears, and there are legends associating the town with bears.)
We continued through
the center of town until we came to St. Michael's Church (14th century). Its
tower looks more like a castle keep than like a
church spire, and in fact was once incorporated in the city defenses. There
were remarkably well preserved medieval stations of the cross in the rear of
the church.
From the church we walked to the Marktplatz with St. Michael's
fountain in the center, surrounded by old half-timbered houses as well as
the Renaissance Rathaus (1608). On a narrow lane next to the Rathaus stands the
tiny Pointed House (1416).
We then had about half an hour on our own before we
walked back to the Doktorkeller for the wine tasting at 11:00. The
temperature in the cave was in the low 50s, but we'd all been advised to bring
jackets. We sat on wooden benches as our host served us four wines in
ascending order of quality, the last a riesling auslese. Then we returned to
the ship for lunch.
About 2:00 I went back into town while Jane rested. I walked across the bridge
into Kues, once a separate village but merged with Bernkastel since 1905. There was a much better view of Bernkastel from here, and especially of the
ruins of Landshut Castle. The castle was built on a hill above Bernkastel in
1277 but burned in an accidental fire in 1692. I was back on board the
Rhapsody shortly before it sailed at 3:00.
We were supposed to arrive in Trier around midnight but, reservations notwithstanding, no berth was available for the ship until morning. So the Captain made arrangements to tie up at Issel, about ten miles short of Trier. We got to Issel around 10:00 p.m. It was a lovely night, slightly cool, and Jane and I decided to take a walk along the river to work off some of that huge meal. We wound up walking several blocks in the town as well. It was not a tourist town. People walking their dogs and an uncrowded beer garden near the river were the only signs of life. Page 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17
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