Our host and hostess, Stefan and Julia, have enthusiastically recommended we visit the Kuntshofpassage. It's a bit of a walk from our flat but absolutely well worth it. It's a series of courtyards in our neighborhood (Neustadt - the New city) that are absolute magic.
The courtyards are a mix of private residences, charming cafes, and small, boutiquey shops. Absolutely wonderful!!
Everywhere we look, there's something whimsical and wonderful.
I am intrigued at the mosaic designs embedded in the stucco, seamlessly and obviously impervious to the elements. And many of these are several stories up . . .
What a magical place! Makes me want to start on our backyard walls as soon as we get home!!
An homage to Africa . . .
A whole new take on flakiness . . .
I dubbed this a Rube Goldberg guttering system; I think it's officially called the Wall of Water Music.
Our last meal in Dresden is at a delightful Peruvian-Italian restaurant in our neighborhood. Tim persuades the chef to make him pasta putanesca (not on the menu) and I opt for the carbonara. Absolutely fabulous meal!! We were so hungry that I totally forgot to take a photo of our dinners . . . photo of the marquee.
Our waiter, a dreadlocked young man with a set of biceps that were bigger around than our thighs, asks where we're from and with a big grin announces he's from Koobah. Cuba?? We learn that when East Germany was under Russian control, citizens from other Communist countries (like Cuba and North Vietnam) could come to East Germany for three years. They lived in segregated housing and worked 'like dogs'; what they got in return was a break from home and training at a German company (this from our host, Stefan, born and raised in East Berlin). In 1990, any 'foreigner' there under a 'work program' got a German visa and eventually citizenship - they didn't go 'home'. There are a disproportionate number of Cubans and Vietnamese now in this part of Germany!
Our host, Stefan, and his wife, Julia, are a very interesting couple. Stefan, an East Berliner, had a relatively privileged childhood and now runs a company that manufactures high-end equipment for processing honey, on a commercial scale. Julia is from the Ukraine and not yet a German citizen although she's been here for six years. She's an RN and her mother, who's still in the Ukraine, is an MD. Until this year, Julia and Stefan have gone to the Ukraine for yearly visits with her Mom. The Ukrainian government is now requiring all nurses to register for military service and have been to the Mom's home, questioning why Julia has not registered.
We ask why her Mom cannot emigrate to Germany (there are about 800,000 Syrians en route to Germany as I write this) and learn that the Ukraine is one of the few countries whose citizens cannot get a visa to Germany. She could probably get in via Estonia or Latvia but would be sent to a refugee camp . . . who knows where.
We have several fascinating conversations with Stefan whose English is superb (Julia's is almost non-existent). Here is our wee 'Witches Cottage' on their property. They have several apartments in their adjacent home, one of which was occupied by an opera singer who was appearing at the Dresden Opera. We awoke one morning to the sounds of her practicing!!
Dresden has been interesting . . . neither of us knew that it had been in East Germany (I don't think we even thought about it) although we were both struck by the amount of graffiti on buildings in our neighborhood which is quite nice. Our neighborhood was really homey, lots of young families, friendly people, and in general very authentic feeling (tourists are pretty unusual here). We were kind of underwhelmed by the tourist part of the city but really enjoyed the Neustadt. We didn't use the car the whole time; we rode the trams which are marvelous and affordable. Our sense from talking with Stefan was that they are still struggling even 25 years on. Embargoes on farm exports to Russia have been a hardship; farmers are hurting. And now the VW scandal will certainly have a huge negative impact on the whole country . . .
Tomorrow is a long drive, all the way across the country to Heidelberg, our last city before leaving Germany. Maybe, just maybe, Tim will have his long-awaited grand prix experience on the autobahn!
The courtyards are a mix of private residences, charming cafes, and small, boutiquey shops. Absolutely wonderful!!
Everywhere we look, there's something whimsical and wonderful.
I am intrigued at the mosaic designs embedded in the stucco, seamlessly and obviously impervious to the elements. And many of these are several stories up . . .
What a magical place! Makes me want to start on our backyard walls as soon as we get home!!
An homage to Africa . . .
A whole new take on flakiness . . .
I dubbed this a Rube Goldberg guttering system; I think it's officially called the Wall of Water Music.
Our last meal in Dresden is at a delightful Peruvian-Italian restaurant in our neighborhood. Tim persuades the chef to make him pasta putanesca (not on the menu) and I opt for the carbonara. Absolutely fabulous meal!! We were so hungry that I totally forgot to take a photo of our dinners . . . photo of the marquee.
We ask why her Mom cannot emigrate to Germany (there are about 800,000 Syrians en route to Germany as I write this) and learn that the Ukraine is one of the few countries whose citizens cannot get a visa to Germany. She could probably get in via Estonia or Latvia but would be sent to a refugee camp . . . who knows where.
We have several fascinating conversations with Stefan whose English is superb (Julia's is almost non-existent). Here is our wee 'Witches Cottage' on their property. They have several apartments in their adjacent home, one of which was occupied by an opera singer who was appearing at the Dresden Opera. We awoke one morning to the sounds of her practicing!!
Dresden has been interesting . . . neither of us knew that it had been in East Germany (I don't think we even thought about it) although we were both struck by the amount of graffiti on buildings in our neighborhood which is quite nice. Our neighborhood was really homey, lots of young families, friendly people, and in general very authentic feeling (tourists are pretty unusual here). We were kind of underwhelmed by the tourist part of the city but really enjoyed the Neustadt. We didn't use the car the whole time; we rode the trams which are marvelous and affordable. Our sense from talking with Stefan was that they are still struggling even 25 years on. Embargoes on farm exports to Russia have been a hardship; farmers are hurting. And now the VW scandal will certainly have a huge negative impact on the whole country . . .
Tomorrow is a long drive, all the way across the country to Heidelberg, our last city before leaving Germany. Maybe, just maybe, Tim will have his long-awaited grand prix experience on the autobahn!