We had a car

and it was parked at the hotel. We walked and walked and climbed this steep hill (this would have been considered a mountain in OK, just so you get a little perspective) to get a view of Wurzburg. This was a town that was destroyed during WWII and obviously has been rebuilt. Geoff served here while on his mission, so after a brief deliberation we made him the designated tour guide. He never lost us try as he might.

We started down here, so I'm not kidding you when I say we went on a hike up to the Marienberg Fortress. Even the guidebook says you can easily walk to everything BUT the Fortress. Who is paying the guide?

The fortress, built in the 13th century was rebuilt after the 30 year war of the 17th century and housed the prince-bishops. Whoever they are. It's not that I don't care, I just kept wondering if it was okay to live like that at someone else's expense.

I am not sure what type of protection these flowers are providing at the fortress but we spent some time looking at them when we were patiently staying out of the rain.

Do you see the little boy looking out the window? This basement room was full of statues trying to get back on their pedestal. Kind of creepy.

We couldn't go inside, but then you've seen one fort, you've seen them all.

This was the entrance to the exit, or the ausfahrt to the einfahrt as they say in German.

This picture is the interior of the Residenz Chapel, necessary for the exclusive use of the prince-bishop? And apparently textbook Baroque. Who knew? We arrived here after our mountain trek only because we forgot to enter earlier.

This next Church was actually the first church we entered as we made our way across Bavaria. It was impressive, they all were. We eventually grew tired of more pews, altars, statues and nuns than anyone can fathom in a lifetime.

The inside was big and dark and cavernous.

This was the Church next door.

It was big and light and cavernous.

The ceiling was grand, nobody likes a plain old ceiling.

Nobody likes plain anything.

All of the Churches were beyond ornate. Almost made you forget what you came to confess.

In the basement of this Church were someones remains. It was spooky even before Geoff stepped on a floor tile that tilted and then rocked back and forth. His eyes grew large. Was it the Holy Grail? Where is Indiana Jones when you need him? Eric tried unsuccessfully to reach the underworld. The rest of us ran out of there.

Another few blocks of walking we toured the Residenz with an "English" guide who was German and didn't really speak our native tongue. Oh well, she had a sweet spirit and we got that someone spent some moulah on that little homestead. It was the new home of the prince-bishop because apparently the fortress was too far from the Church. They were having a car show out front that day which seemed out of place but the DeLorean was cool.

The back of the Residenz was more impressive without the car show and instead a spectacular garden.

The flowers, trees and bushes were extraordinary. And the grass was unmowed and full of weeds. It was still impressive and who doesn't love when the trees make a canopy over the walkway. If you are going to walk all day you might as well do it somewhere lovely.

We went to Church in Wurzburg. Geoff gave a talk. We still had a good time in Wurzburg.