The next day we moved on, but since I lost the piece of paper with the itinerary, you'll just have to admire the views. We drove up some hill that supposedly had a great view. After Norway, any ordinary landscape with fields and forests seems boring, so I'll leave the judging to you.
Well, at least the funny statues are a delight.
This is a witch, my mom, and my aunt, who generally aren't of the sweetest disposition either :-)
See, even the facial expressions are similar.
Yay! An extremely rare opportunity to see me in a photo.
"Ribbit-ribbit," say Sasha and Kristina to us, sitting under a six-legged horsie.
There's no shortage of all sorts of cathedrals in Germany.
Haha, you can shoot even stuff like this on my point-and-shoot! And never mind that it has a purple tint.
But on the bright side, there was a rail bobsled, and we had a pretty sweet ride. Shame though, I didn't wait long enough before taking off - the guy in front of me kept getting in the way.
After the mountain, we went to check out some cliff shaped like a wall. As you can see here, we walked along a little river.
Then again, after the two-kilometer-high Troll Wall in Norway, this is just some fence.
The Troll Wall for comparison
We walked past meadows along a civilized rocky path.
At least the rock texture is nice, plus you can see me again, yay!
Looking at Kristina is way more pleasant anyway, I reckon.
Somehow this pile of stone blocks doesn't inspire confidence. Though the diligent Germans surely glued them dead tight with superglue.
-Quack-quack, let's play duckies?
-What fucking duckies, we'll be left all alone here among the meadows if we don't catch up with these guys!
I'll wrap it up here for now, because the much-touted Windows Live Writer lags like crazy when there are lots of pictures. I'll have to buy a hundred-core processor just to write LiveJournal posts. Look where progress is taking us.
