In honor of Hans, Noel said we were going to see the Rolling Stones. However it turned out to be just this moving sculpture.
The pariah lounge in the parking lot for Neuschwannstein (the "Sleeping Beauty" castle).
A small shuttle bus takes us up to the Marien Bridge above the castle. This turns out to be a great thing, instead of hiking up the hill.
Here's the view from the Mariembrücke back to Neuschwannstein.
Pretty as a picture, especially with the rolling hills behind it.
Looking down toward the parking lot, you can see Mad King Ludwig's mother's castle across the valley.
We walk from the bridge over to the castle.
The castle is much taller than most.
Here's the floor plan.
Noel is pointing out the view back to the bridge from the assembly area.
And there it is in the distance.
Noel is going to hand out our tickets. In typical German efficiency, your ticket is good for exactly one five-minute window. That is why the trip is so regimented, with Noel trying to make sure we are always on time.
Sorry, no pictures allowed in the castle. Here we are after the tour, taking an optional "quick way" down through the woods, instead of the switchbacks on the road.
Our next stop is Oberammergau, home of the Passion Play. The story is that the locals "struck a deal with God", where if God spared them from the plague, they would put on the Passion Play every ten years. They have been doing this since 1633, and this is the latest incarnation of the theater.
A cool "half-dome" feature overlooking the town.
We still have to do a show when we get back, so we take every opportunity to learn our parts. Here is Kimberly singing "Kalamazoo" to the cows.
That evening, we have what is called the "Highlight Dinner" at a local restaurant. It turns out to be the lowlight of eating on the trip, featuring mediocre chicken Wienerschnitzel and really bad pork knuckles.