Doing Dresden (Part two)

After bidding farewell to the new Mrs Miserychopsski, I hit the pretty streets of Dresden again.

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More "wow"
More “wow”

You may have heard of Dresden as the birthplace of PEGIDA, and yes, this is true. However, I did see something along my way that gave me hope that at least some people there are a little more open-minded.

20150214_142233[1]It was just a shame there were only around six of them…

Next on the list of must-sees in Dresden is the Frauenkirche. Unfortunately, the interior was closed to the public on that particular afternoon, but the exterior was pretty impressive. Built in the 18th century, the church was completely destroyed in World War Two (like pretty much everything else in Dresden). However, that didn’t stop the Germans and they rebuilt it after the reunification of Germany. Again, I think they did rather a nice job…

Not bad, eh?
Not bad, eh?

Shiny happy Germans were out in droves. That’s the nice thing about the Germans – even if it’s freezing, as soon as the sun comes out, they’re instantly out and about. I guess this is what keeps the wolf from Jack Wolfskin’s door.

Bubbly Germans
Bubbly Germans

However, much as I admire the Germans’ hardiness, I’m just an Irish pussy at the end of the day, and my hair was starting to resemble that of those trolls you used to stick on the end of your pencils. That meant one thing – it was time for tea and cake. Indoors. I found a nice cafΓ© and ordered my typical black tea with milk and a Dresdener Eierschecke, which Google helpfully translates as an egg “spotted bull”.

20150214_150803Despite being a little bland, it filled a gap, and after all…

20150214_163345[1]This gave me enough energy for a final stroll just as the sun was about to set over Dresden.

I made my way over the bridge and back into new town as it was definitely wine o’clock at this stage. I found a cute little bar called “Bottoms Up” and had a couple of glasses of wine before heading back to the apartment for a nap. I set my alarm for 8pm and in spite of the high-pitched singing of my host and the incessant bird music she was playing, I managed to fall into a deep sleep. A little too deep. When I opened my eyes again, it was 1.57am. I briefly toyed with the idea of going out anyway, but for once, common sense won out and I slept again until 9am the next morning. I must be getting old.

I could hear the sound of birdsong in the next room but wasn’t really in the mood for conversation, so I sent the bird lady a quick text to see if it was OK to leave my stuff in the room for the day.

“Of cornelia it is OK.”, which shows that even Germans fall foul of predictive text once in a while.

I really wanted to do a boat tour, but unfortunately, I was early – by a month. So I hopped on the sightseeing bus tour instead as I had to get to the Blaues Wunder bridge but had no idea how to get there. (This time I’d asked Dietmar – Mr Germany – about what I should see BEFORE I went…)

The tour was quite interesting even though I’d already walked a lot of where we visited the day before. Still, it was good to get some more facts and figures, information about the total destruction of the city, the beauty of its rebuilding and news of upcoming festivals and celebrations. On a whim, I decided to jump off at Großer Garten, a baroque style park. There had been a wall around it at one point, in a bid to stop any “common hussy” from wandering in, but that was gone now so this common hussy made the most of it.

20150215_130823[1]Although everything was a little bleak-looking at this time of year, there were some definite signs that spring is on the way.

20150215_131048[1]20150215_132311[1]The park is home to the Dresden Zoo, the children’s railway and the Botanical Gardens, but I only had to time have a walk around the Summer Palace and lake.

Apart from the random rollerblader who chose that moment to stop and check her phone, I was very impressed. And I could only imagine how much more beautiful it is in summer.

After another half hour or so on the bus, we finally pulled up at the Blaues Wunder bridge – “Blue Wonder”, but maybe they should have called it “Blue Steel”? While I’ve seen prettier bridges, the surroundings were absolutely lovely. Three palaces on a hill overlook the Elbe as it flows under the Blue Wonder, and this suburb of Dresden had more than a little fairy tale feel about it as well.

See what I mean?

Cute or creepy?
Cute or creepy?

All too soon, however, it was time for a final glass of wine before getting the bus back to Berlin. Unfortunately, the sun never did come out the second day, but I’m looking forward to visiting again in summer. Unless they rebuild the “common hussy” wall, that is.

 

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76 thoughts on “Doing Dresden (Part two)”

  1. Linda, I’m so disappointed: I was hoping to read about some crazy night out again meeting odd people, and then you just acted….like me: I did that too, take a “small nap” until the morning, back in 2000 in dresden. Maybe it’s just the city? πŸ˜‰

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  2. Ooh, I love that house with eyes! And of cordelia I agree that Dresden is a nice city to visit.
    After seeing the first photos of trees though, for a moment I’ve thought that your next sentence would be something along the lines ‘Trees, they do remind me of lotsa trees of Latvia. Nope. I’m still in Germany.’ πŸ˜€

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    1. According to Wikipedia, the Schecke part comes from an item of men’s clothing – a sort of skirt with a belt, so it was in 3 parts: top bit of item, belt, lower bit of item. The cake is supposed to have 3 layers so it was named after the three-layer skirt.

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  3. Hey Linda! great post. The pictures are wonderful. That house with the eyes in the roof is downright scary. After a few beers, I’d find another way home rather than pass that. Whew. Cool tour Linda. Thank you.

    As an aside I did a guest post over at Cordelia’s Mom. i would be honored if you have the time to drop by for a read . http://cordeliasmomstill.com/2015/02/19/the-learning-curve-guest-post-by-paul-curran/comment-page-1/#comment-9059 Thanks Linda! πŸ˜€

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  4. Well, Cornelia, it sounds like you had a good time there, and caught up on some needed sleep, as a little bonus.

    I love that house in the final photo, and am off now to climb on the roof and see what I could do with its expanse of boredom. Cheers. Tell my kids that my last thoughts were of them, if I fall off.

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  5. You’ve described it perfectly. It does seem like a fairy tale town. Beautiful. The church is like an ornate cake decoration.
    Did you go to the Zwinger? Coincidentally an article I was reading in the NY Times this weekend mentioned it, and it looked like interesting architecture.

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    1. Me too – I’m not good with ladders πŸ˜‰ Or grappling hooks πŸ˜‰ I’m pretty sure the riot police would have been all over me if I’d attempted either – hmm, riot police all over me πŸ˜‰

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            1. I did πŸ™‚ Didn’t see any trouble the whole time I was there – just a LOT of police. Oh, and one drunk man (might have been a large woman) who kicked an old TV that was sitting on the path πŸ˜‰

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