Our hotel, the Grundmule. We got free ferry rides and train tickets to Dresden by staying here, so we used em. We got in to the hotel at 10:30 at night, and we were lucky they waited for us because the front desk is supposed to close at nine.
We were held up on our five hour drive from the Frankfurt airport by being utterly exhausted because we landed and didn't have a rental car. So our adventure in the airport took from 8 am to 2 pm. We tried to buy a sim card, after looking for the store in the gargantuan airport, but turns out our phones don't accept new sim cards. So that was a wasted venture. Saved us 22 bucks though.
We had to pull over and sleep on the drive over because we were both exhausted. Actually, at our first stop at the gas station mum lost the keys, so we were stuck outside while we looked for them for about thirty minutes. yaaaaay.
We took the train to Kurot Ratham, took the ferry to the other side, then hiked up the mountain through the woods and lots and lots of stairs to see Bastei. I don't remember what that means in German, but I know that was the sign we had to follow. That bridge was built during the middle ages, that's insane. The drop is underestimated in these pictures, it really was high up. Me + altitude + stairs = lol, but I didn't die and I got up there.
Also, I have no idea who those people are posing introspectively in those pictures. German people are just mystical like that.
Took the train from Bad Schandau to Dresden main to walk around and see the old church and opera house and stuff. I liked looking at the horses more than the buildings, obviously, and I got myself a tasty crepe. Mum was upset cause it didn't come with nutella but that's good cause then she didn't want any of it. Mmmm rubbery soggy bread. We found a place to eat for dinner and we were exhausted; something called 5 degrees. The food was weird, we both got gnocchi, hers with white sauce and mine with red sauce. The red sauce tasted off, and my mom got uncooked white onion in hers, which she attempted to pull out. At least the beer was good.
We stopped at the store in the train station and it took me five minutes just staring at the shampoo to find one that was indeed shampoo and not body wash or face wash. I probably should have looked up the word for shampoo, in hindsight. We also got goodies for our drive to the czech.