Tuesday, October 31, 2017

Bern – The Capital of Switzerland

Bern – The Capital of Switzerland
Our last stop before our cruise begins in Basel is Bern, the capital of Switzerland.  Unlike most capital cities, Bern is quite small with a population of only 130,000.  It is one of the oldest cities in Europe, with its origins going back to the 12th century.  Much of its medieval architecture remains today in its compact Alstadt (Old Town). As such it reminds you more of a large provincial town rather than a hustling, bustling capital city.  It is an easily walkable city with an excellent tram and bus system.

Arriving by train from Lucerne, we knew we had to take the #9Tram, but I could not find the email that said in what direction.  So we just took the first #9 that came, but unfortunately it was going in the wrong direction.  When we reached the end of the line, Bill, in his broken German talked to the engineer who said we should get back on the tram and that it would eventually take us to our exit.  There was a woman on board with a baby and two young children who heard us asking the location of the Hotel Waldhorn and she said it was at her stop so we should just follow her off the tram.  As I’ve said earlier, people in Switzerland are some of the friendliest, helpful people we have met.

After checking into our hotel, we left for our walking tour of Basel.  It was a fairly easy, downhill walk to the Barengraben (Bear Pits) where we would begin our walk.  The only downside was that it was rainy but we decided to go anyway.  The bear is very much the focal point of Bern, in fact, the word Bern means “bear” in German.  Everywhere in the city you will see stuffed bears, wooden bears, bear cookies, bear doorknobs, and bear flags.

Legend has it in 1191 Duke Berthold the Fifth swore to name his newly founded town after the first animal he slayed in the surrounding forest, which turned out to be a bear. The town embraced this bear-centric world view and decided that if they were going to be called bear, they should have some bears.

The original bear pit, opened in 1513, was a big hit, with luminaries such as the German Emperor, the King of Siam, Alexander Dumas, Einstein (it was a short walk from his apartment), and even Lenin stopping by.

In an age before animal rights, the bears were treated inhumanly and kept crowded in the small pit, resulting in fights between the bears and the resulting injuries. Fed a vegetarian diet, onlookers tossed bits of cheese to the well fed animals.  Things got slightly better for the bears over the years, but the pit (redone over the years in concrete, and later with some foliage added to make it look more natural) was still much too small for the large animals. By the 2000s the bear pit, and the mangy, bored bears eating hunks of cheese in it were becoming an embarrassment for the wealthy and progressive Bern.

As of 2009 the last two remaining bears were put down due to health problems and the bear pit was closed for good, the first time in 496 years.  Bern opened a new BärenPark or bear park, with a much larger open-air habitat next to the river.  The new bears of Bern now live in a 6000 meter park along the banks of the River Aare.  Currently there are three brown bears living there.  We saw two of them – both sleeping – as we walked by. 

The bear pit is located at one end of the Nydeggbrucke (bridge) where you get a wonderful view of the Aare River, Old Town and the original Lindt chocolate factory.  This bridge is the oldest bridge in Bern, and until 1844, the only bridge to cross the river.  After crossing the bridge we saw the Nydegg Church, built in 1492.

Instead of walking up the main pedestrian street in Old Town, we went to our left and followed that road up to the Cathedral of St. Vincent (Munster).  The church is the most impressive late-Gothic building in the city and the largest and most important late medieval church in Switzerland.  Construction started in 1421 with work continuing for 180 years.  The steeple was finally completed 200 years later in 1893.  From this highest church tower in Switzerland you may admire the magnificent view over the city and of the snow-covered mountains of the Bernese Oberland.  Unfortunately there is a lot of renovation taking place at the church and the tower was not open.

Today the inside of the church is very plain, with most of the interior decorations and paintings dismantled by the Reformers.  In the Tower is the largest bell in Switzerland (10 ½ tons built in 1611).  It was named Susanne by a bell ringer after his sizeable girlfriend.  It took 8 men to ring this bell.  The bells are no longer rung by hand after a drunken bell ringer was killed by the bell’s swinging clapper.

On the side of the church that faces the river is a 14th century platform or terrace that was built from all kids of recycled stones from older buildings.  From this terrace you get a nice view of the River.

Leaving the Cathedral, we walked back to the main street (this street has several names beginning with Spittalgasse at the Train Station, then Marktgasse, then Kramgasse, and finally Gerechticketsgasse near the Nydegg Bridge).  A short block off the main street is the Rathaus (built in 1406-16) and next to it the Christ Kirche.  We took this little side trip, but there was nothing spectacular about either building.

Returning to the main street, we walked back down toward the Nydegg Bridge to see some of the fountains we had missed.  Bern has 11 historic fountains with most of them located on this main street of Old Town.  The first fountain you come to from the Nydegg Bridge is the Justice Fountain.  Built in 1543, this is an allegory of Justice, with worshipping subjects, including the pope, at her feet.  Along this stretch of the street, a grate reveals a bit of the stream that used to flow open down the middle of the peninsula on which Bern is located and that provided people with a handy disposal system.

Continuing our walk up the main street we came to several more fountains in the middle of the street -- the Samson Fountain, a tribute to strength dating back to 1527 and the Zahringer Fountain.  The Zahringer Fountain is a monument to the city Founder, Berchtold von Zahringer and was erected in 1535.  It features the Bern bear, the mascot of the city, and the Zahringer coat of arms.
Near this fountain is Albert Einstein’s home.  He lived here from 1901-1909.  In 1905, he wrote his “theory of relativity” while he was working at the Patent Office.  When he first came to Bern, he had hoped to teach at the University, but his GPA and resume were deemed too mediocre for university employment so he ended up working at the Patent Office.  He spent his free time hiking in the nearby mountains or reading, drinking and discussing math and philosophy with a group of like-minded friends known as the Olympia Academy.  It was during 1905 that he wrote five papers that touched on a variety of subjects – how molecules move and how light can appear as either a wave of energy or a beam of in tiny particles.  Of course his most famous was his theory of special relativity.  In 1909 he was granted a teaching position in Zurich and left Bern for good.  In a letter to FDR in 1939, he warned that scientists (including some from Germany) could soon discover a way to release an enormous amount of energy based on his principle that energy is equal to mass times the speed of light squared (E=mc2).  People here like to say that the principle behind the atomic bomb got its start in the small streets and pubs of Bern.

We then came to perhaps the most famous and photographed building in Bern – the Clock Tower or Ztgloggeturn.  From 1191to 1250, this was the west gate of the town.  The clock dates back to 1530.  Its chimes start pealing at 4 minutes before every hour.   The happy jester comes to life, Father Time turns his hour-glass, the rooster crows (in German “kee-kee-ree-kee”), and the golden man on top hammers the bell.  Because of Daylight Savings Time, the clock is an hour behind for half the year.  The clock will also determine the zodiac, today’s date, and the stage of the moon using the black and gold orb.  Under the clock are the old regional measurements (Swiss foot, the bigger Bernese foot, and the Elle, or “elbow,” which was the distance from the elbow to the fingertip) and the official meter and double meter.  It took Napoleon to bring consistency to measurements in Europe when he replaced the many goofy fee and elbows of medieval Europe with the metric system of today.  Although you can take a tour up into the tower, there is only one per day and that is at 2:30.  We were about 2 hours too early so we went instead in search of lunch.

In front of and across from the Clock Tower is Kornhausplatz.  This plaza was once the ditch around the first city wall.  After a fire in 1405, the ditch was filled in to make this plaza.  We walked to the far end to see the Kidlifresserbre (Bernese German for Child Eater or Ogre Fountain) which was built in 1544.  Several legends try to explain this grotesque sight.  Some say it is a folkloric representation of the Greek god Chronos eating his children, others say it is likeness of Krampus, the beast-like creature from the folklore of Alpine countries thought to punish children during the Christmas season who had misbehaved, while others theorize that it is just a carnival figure that was intended to scare children off the former city walls.

Across from this statue is the Café des Pyrenees, considered by some to be the nerve center of the town.  Many international journalists, visitors, and expatriates come here to eat or drink.  We decided to eat here and were not disappointed.  Bill had a ham and cheese sandwich, while I enjoyed a bowl of white bean soup – very delicious as was the wine.  And for Switzerland, the price was very reasonable.

Our last stop on the walking tour took us to the Prison Gate, which dates back to the 1200s.  It was once part of the city walls.  On the tower is a clock in which the hand of the clock is actually a hand.  There is only one hand on this clock as at the time this clock was made an hour-hand told time precisely enough.  Just up from the Prison Gate was the last fountain we saw – the Bagpiper Fountain.  It shows a bagpiper on top of a column and was erected in 1545. 


We were now approaching the Bern Train Station so we hopped on the #9 Tram to go back to our hotel and rest a while before dinner.  The desk clerk at the hotel had recommended a Swiss restaurant – Le Mazot so we decided to give it a try.  It was located back down in the Old Town, very near the Prison Gate.  Their specialty is rosti – a typical Swiss dish that the Bern area is famous for.  It is a potato dish that can be prepared many different ways.  It is essentially hash-browned potatoes with your choice of toppings – garlic and onion; mac and cheese, sausage or mushrooms in a brown gravy.  Your topping is mixed in with the potatoes and baked in a cast-iron skillet.  They had one called Rocky Mountain Rosti (prepared with the mushroom sauce) that I had to try.  It was very good and very filling –I could only eat half of it.  Bill opted for a veal dish.  As we left the restaurant they were having a classical concert in a nearby square.  We went to investigate, but after one more song, the concert was over.  It really looked like a cool event – in addition to the music there was also a light display.


Looking down on Old Town of Bern

One of the Brown Bears in the Bear Pits

Nydegg Bridge

Looking from Nydegg Bridge to Nydegg Church

Cathedral of St Vincent (Munster)

Justice Fontain

Samson Fountain

Zahringer Fountain

Clock Tower

Ogre Fountain

Prison Gate

Bagpiper's Fountain











Sunday, October 29, 2017

Baden-Baden

Baden-Baden
After leaving Strasbourg, we headed to Baden-Baden.  We would be sailing all morning, so the three trip leaders held a morning session to introduce us to Germany and the German language.  Our trip leader, Britta, was dressed up in a typical German outfit called a dindl.  It consisted of a short lacy blouse, a jumper-style dress, and an apron.  She explained that the way the apron was tied showed her status:  if it was tied on the left, she was available; if it was tied on the right, she was taken; and if it was tied in the middle, she was undecided and willing to give it a try.  She then explained that most women in Germany are rather “well-endowed” and completely fill out their dindl.  As she called it “the firewood in front of the cabin.”  She said that she was a little insecure about wearing a dindl as she was not that well-endowed.  Then she said she found the “dindl bra” – very similar to our “wonder bra.”  And with that she proceeded to remove three pairs of socks from the side of her blouse.  Her male trip director counterpart, Sjaak, was wearing the typical leather lederhosen that men wear in Germany.  He said it came in two styles, long pants that men would wear for formal wear and shorts that were worn most of the other times.  He said that they were very comfortable and very useful, especially if you were out drinking in a beer garden.  They come with a flap in the front, and as he was trying to unbutton them, the other two trip leaders were yelling “No! No!”  He did not stop but all it showed was another piece of leather underneath the flap.  That set the mood for the rest of the morning.  The third trip leader Bjorn then gave us a short lesson in German with useful words and phrases that might be helpful in our port calls.  He went on to explain how, like in French, nouns are feminine, masculine, or neuter.  He then told us the following joke (apologies to those who may have already heard it):
Is a computer male or female?
A language instructor was explaining to her class that in French, nouns, unlike their English counterparts, are grammatically designated as masculine (“le”) or feminine (“la”).


One puzzled student asked, “What gender is “computer?”

The teacher did not know, and the word wasn’t in her French dictionary.  So for fun she split the class into two groups, appropriately enough by gender, and asked them to decide whether “computer” should be a masculine or feminine noun.

Both groups were required to give four reasons for their recommendation.

The men’s group decided that computers should definitely be of the feminine gender (la computer) because:
1                    No one but their creator understands their internal logic;
2                    The native language they use to communicate with other computers is incomprehensible to everyone else;
3                    Even the smallest mistakes are stored in long-term memory for possible later retrieval; and
4                    As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find yourself spending half your paycheck on accessories for it.

The women’s group, however, concluded that computers should be masculine (le computer), because:

1                    In order to get their attention, you have to turn them on;
2                    They have a lot of data but they are still clueless;
3                    They are supposed to help you solve problems, but half the time they ARE the problem; and
4                    As soon as you commit to one, you realize that if you’d waited a little longer, you could have gotten a better model.

After this they had us up singing (in our broken German) and dancing to a few German beer songs. We then had a cooking demonstration for making Tarate Tatin (French apple tart).  I was one of three ladies that volunteered to make a tart after the demonstration.  We had to use a really nifty apple peeler that not only peeled the apple but cut it nice round slices.  I think I really need to get one now that I know how to use it.  My first apple was not a success as I and the pastry chef who was helping me did not get the apple squarely on the device.  But my second apple was spot on!  We will be having this for our desert tonight.  By now it was time for lunch and then a walking tour in Baden-Baden. Just before lunch, I had a chance to go out and walk along the waterfront by the ship. There were several swans swimming around and three nutrias (2 adults and 1 baby).  Nutrias are very similar to our muskrats, only a little bigger.

Baden-Baden is a small town in the Black Forest that has been known for its thermal baths since Roman times and today is a popular resort for the Russians.  For over 2,000 years rulers and elites have been coming to Baden-Baden for the therapeutic qualities of the spa – Roman emperor Caracalla, Queen Victoria, Wilhelm I, Napoleon, Brahms, and Dostoevsky.  In addition to the spa, the town also has a casino – not as grand as the Monaco Casino, but after 6 PM you must be dressed up to enter the place.  Bill went to the thermal spa, while I walked around the small town (not much to see) and ended up in a cute little beer garden with a couple of people in our group.  And yes, I did drink a large glass of beer – a very good light wheat beer.  Then it was time to board our buses and find out ship.  I did not think that Baden-Baden had the quaintness and beauty that some of the other towns we have stopped in.  It was okay, but we have no desire to return to this particular town. 

While we were in Baden-Baden, the ship sailed to a location about 30 minutes from Baden-Baden where it was awaiting our arrival before sailing on to Speyer.  Along the way we passed a racetrack and Britta related the following story to us (again, apologies to those who have heard it before):
Preacher's Horse Racing
A preacher wanted to raise money for his church and on being told that there was a fortune in horse racing, decided to purchase one and enter it in the races.

However at the local auction, the going price for horses was so high that he ended up buying a donkey instead. He figured that since he had it, he might as well go ahead and enter it in the races. To his surprise, the donkey came in third! The next day the local paper carried this headline: PREACHER'S ASS SHOWS.

The preacher was so pleased with the donkey that he entered it in the race again, and this time it won. The paper read: PREACHER'S ASS OUT IN FRONT.

The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the preacher not to enter the donkey in another race. The paper headline read: BISHOP SCRATCHES PREACHER'S ASS.

This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the preacher to get rid of the donkey. The preacher decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent. The paper headline the next day read: NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN.

The Bishop fainted. He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey, so she sold it to a farmer for $10.00. Next day the headline read: NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10.00.

Again, this was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the nun to buy back the donkey, lead it to the plains where it could run wild and free. Next day, the headline in the paper read: NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE.

The Bishop was buried the next day.

With that story, we were back at the ship with just enough time to get cleaned up and go to dinner.  One thing about this cruise is that you do not get hungry.  Dinner is usually 4 courses, lunch has a pasta station, a salad bar, or you can order a hot entrée off the menu, and breakfast is a buffet with all the typical breakfast items.  And beer and wine is complimentary at lunch and dinner.

Baby Nutria

Nutria

Our River Ship - River Raphsody

Cathedral in Baden-Baden

Stream running through Baden-Baden

Theater/Opera House

Our trip leader Britta loves horses

Inside the Casino

Beer Garden in Baden-Baden

See - I can drink beer!

Small animated character inside Beer Garden

Beer Garden

Sunset on the Rhine River

Saturday, October 28, 2017

Strasbourg – The “toilet seat” city

Strasbourg – The “toilet seat” city

We left Basel about 4:30 in the evening for our sail to Strasbourg.  Almost immediately we went through the first of 32 locks we will enter on this trip.  We went through 5-6 this evening alone.  One of the locks took us 5 hours to go through as there were 6 boats ahead of us.  However, the Captain made very good time and we arrived in Strasbourg only 15 minutes late.

What a beautiful city Strasbourg is.  Located on the Rhine River near the German border it includes the area of Alsace, one of France’s most famous wine regions.  Our first activity (after breakfast of course) was a walking tour of the Old Town led by a local guide who referred to the city as a “toilet seat.”  Hence the title above.  He gave the city this name because of its tumultuous past which saw the city changing hands many times.  Below is a very simplistic outline of its history:

Strasbourg’s history dates back to 12th century BC when the Celts established an outpost in this location.  In 12 BC the Romans appeared and established a military outpost here.  In 357 AD the Alemanni, a confederation of Germanic tribes on the upper Rhine River, first attacked the Romans but were defeated.  In the fifth century Strasbourg was occupied successively by Alemanni, Huns, and Franks.  Then in 923, the city fell under the Roman Empire where it remained for about 300 years. 

The early history of Strasbourg also consisted of a long conflict between its bishop and its citizens. The citizens emerged victorious in 1262, when King Philip of Swabia granted the city the status of an Imperial Free City.

In 1661, King Louis XIV of France came knocking on the gates of the city with his regime of 30,000 troops demanding the city become part of France. The citizens of Strasbourg (who numbered only about 15,000) looked at the odds, gave King Louis the keys to the gate, and announced “We are French.”  In 1881, Germany entered the picture and Strasbourg became part of the German Empire.  In 1918, after WWI, this region was again returned to France, only to be brought under German control again in 1940 when Adolph Hitler annexed this area back to Germany.  Following WWII, Strasbourg was again returned to France where it remains today.  Our local guide calls it the “toilet seat city” because it was always occupied.  I prefer to think of the city as a basketball – always changing hands!

Just after we got off the tram on our way to the Old Town, our guide gave us a little talk on the church we saw across the street from the tram stop – St. Peters the Old Church.  Built in 1130, this was probably the first church built in Strasbourg, although there are some vestiges of a much older church from sometime between the 4th and 8th centuries.  The church we see today was built in 1382 and has the distinction of being both a Catholic and Protestant Church. From 1382 to 1529 it belonged to the Catholic Church, but after the Protestant Reformation, it became a Lutheran Church.  In 1638 it became the first double-religion church.  In 1867, the Catholics added an extension that was perpendicular to the original building, with a new façade and a bell tower.  As you look at the church, you can see the plain right side of the building that is the Lutheran Church and the taller left side building that houses the Catholic Church.

Our first stop on the walking tour was La Petite France, an area on the Grand Ile (island) that takes you back to Medieval Strasbourg.  It is also called the Venice of the North because of its narrow streets and canals.  The cobblestone streets that we were walking on were made from stones deposited by the Rhine River.  In the Middle Ages the beautiful half-timbered houses were the homes of fishermen, millers and Tanners and indeed many of the streets bear the names of the crafts carried out here: Millers Street, Tanners Ditch and Lace Street, for example.  The houses have the traditional tiered sloping roofs and tanner hung their hides up to dry on the topmost rafters. Most of these homes also have small windows up on the top level near the roof.  According to our guide, at one time the Rhine was a much larger river and this area was a marshland.  It was impossible to store food in the basement of the homes, so they stored them in the attic and the little windows provided air with which to dry the food.

In the late 15th century a hospice was built on the island for small-pox victims and later for French soldiers suffering from syphilis – which the German’s called the “French Disease” to stop the local girls sleeping with the soldiers! – Just an aside: at the same epoch the French called it the “Italian Disease”. The area became known as “Little France”, more out of derision than patriotism. The name stuck and today it is one of the most expensive areas of the city.  The homes are still authentic and beautiful.  I still cannot get over the beautiful flowers still growing in the window boxes.

Our last stop was the magnificent Cathedral Notre-Dame.  Until 1874 it was the tallest church in the world; today it is the 6th tallest and its tower dominates the Strasbourg skyline.  The church is so large that it was impossible to take a picture that encompassed the entire church.  The ground on which this magnificent edifice stands has been used for religious purposes for over 3000 years: in 12 BC a Roman sanctuary was built here with shrines to at least three of their gods; when Christianity arrived in the region a temple to the Virgin Mary was built over the ruins of the sanctuary.
The 1st cathedral was built in the 7th century and was replaced by a larger one in the 8th century. This in turn was replaced in 1025 by a Romanesque-style building with wooden naves, which burned down in 1176.  The current Cathedral is of Gothic architecture, representing a transition from the Romanesque.  Construction began in 1176.  (Only the crypt dates back to 1015 and it has been expanded over the centuries.)  The pyramidal tower in rose-colored stone was completed in 1439; at 462’, it’s the tallest one from medieval times. 

The astronomical clock was built between 1547 and 1574.  According to Britta, our trip leader, legend has it that the church leaders wanted to have the best and most original clock in the world.  They hired a designer to build the clock that not only told time, but also the zodiac and movements of the sun and moon.  After it was built, they were afraid that the designer would build another clock in another city.  One of the city leaders said, not to worry – he would take care of it.  That night he visited the builder and stabbed him in his eyes and blinded him.  The builder, confused and blinded, went to the church the next morning and destroyed the clock mechanism.  As with most legends, it cannot be verified.  We do know that from 1838 to 1842, the mechanism was replaced.  Each day at 12:30pm, crowds gather to see its show of allegorical figures. On Sunday, Apollo drives his sun horses; on Thursday, you see Jupiter and his eagle. The body of the clock has a planetarium based on the theories of Copernicus. The clock is located toward the back of the Cathedral.  Unfortunately we needed to be back on the ship by 12 to get ready for our optional tour to the Alsatian region of France.

After lunch, we left on our tour.  It was a beautiful ride through the countryside in the foothills of the Vosges Mountains dotted with many vineyards.  We drove through several quaint little villages.  One in particular was unique in that on the roofs of some of the houses were either a heart or a wine bottle.  That signified that there was either a woman (heart) or a man (wine bottle) that was unwed and that the parents very much wanted to make a match for them and get them out of the house.
Our first stop was to the Stork Park, a haven for this once-endangered animal. In 1900, the bird was so plentiful that it was considered the symbol of Alsace and was often mentioned in children’s stories. But by the 1980's their local population had been reduced to fewer than ten. Their numbers are again increasing and the Stork Park offers a safe refuge for this long-legged bird.  From the park we had a wonderful view of the fortified Church of Hunawihr which is located among the vineyards of this region.

Our last stop was to the small village of Kaysersberg where we had about an hour to walk along the cobblestoned streets admiring the quaint homes and stores.  We visited a little café and sample a glass of their Pinot Gris wine.  It was sweeter and fruitier than Pinot Grigio.  I also stopped in the workshop of a glassblower and watched as he was blowing and shaping a small round object with a pointed top.  It was quite interesting.  He could only do a few seconds of work before he had to reheat the glass bulb.

St Peter's Church

Small attic windows for drying food

Rhine River Cobblestone

Home in La Petite France

Homes in La Petite France

Homes in La Petite France

Homes in La Petite France

Homes in La Petite France

Cathedral Notre Dame

Cathedral Notre Dame

Cathedral Notre Dame

Cathedral Notre Dame

Cathedral Notre Dame

Vineyards in Alsace

Wine bottle on top of roof - son is available

Stork Park

Stork Park

Fortified Church of Hunawihr

Stork Park - Black Swan

Kaysersberg

Kaysersberg



Kaysersberg - Glassblower



Kaysersberg - Church