The sixth post from our weeklong visit with my mother-in-law Nina in southwestern Germany:
We popped over to Idar-Oberstein yesterday where they got a church in a rock and you should see it.
I imagine two enterprising builders of yore sitting at the Nahe river’s edge, chewing on grass stalks and staring up at the massive cliff that overlooks this small town. The setting sun lights up the rock face. One of the men tilts his head to the side, squints, then nudges his friend.
“Bet you I can wedge an episcopal church in there,” he says.
Not only do they got a church in a rock, they got TWO ruined castles, and of course both are at least 1000 feet in the air.
Some people in the Myler household don’t really like hiking up big hills (or hiking period), but they do it because they love their husband very much and because they know he REALLY wants to wander around a medieval castle for an hour or so. They would like him to acknowledge, however, that they are not dressed for this kind of thing. So noted.
Unfortunately we discovered after our 15 minute trek into the air that these castles were ALSO closed.
Damn.
I will find an open castle in this country before leaving.
As if the church in a rock and the NOT ONE BUT TWO castle ruins weren’t enough, they got John McClane here. Bruce Willis was born to a German woman and an American soldier stationed in Idar-Oberstein, but I must have missed the museum marking his birthplace. Perhaps they’re dreaming up a more appropriate commemorative effort.
