The language barrier is a daily challenge here and I don’t mean just English to German and German to English. Often, as we linger at the table after dinner there is much bantering between us and the Aussies. They make fun of the way we say “Pool” and for a week I thought the little town on the train line was “Louder” when I would hear the Aussies referred to it. Then I read the schedule. The name is “Lauda”. Is the “h” in herb pronounced or is it silent? Evidently, it depends on where you’re from.
After a busy week of various treatments and daily physical therapies of all sorts we planned an outing to the city of Wurzburg on Saturday. As you can see by the photo, there sits a magnificent fortress on the hill. That was our goal.
If I can say anything for certain about being a patient here, it is that when I first arrived there is no way I would have made the walk from the train station, through the city, across this magnificent bridge and up the seemingly endless stairs and walkways to the top. Three weeks after my arrival, I did it and without any trouble. Sola Deo Gloria! For two years my physical therapist has told me that walking is vital. Not starting and then stopping even if it is all day long, but continuous walking. She is so right (of course!). It was this walking for miles that took the pain from my hip. Too bad there is no cobblestone road that has a quaint little Italian coffee shop on its edge back home about two miles from my place. Oh, so many details to work out!
This was our reward:
In a hidden garden, behind the palace area we spied a local resident. Her posture and grace told us that she descended from royalty. Without thinking, Victoria called out to her. A look of calm question in her eye was the only response. Was she above replying to a lowly tourist? Oh…of course! We are in Germany! It’s that language barrier thing again. Deutsch Katzen sprechen kein Englisch!
“Here kitty, kitty!”