One city. Sixteen palaces. Each with its own unique landscaped park surrounding it. It’s no wonder they call Potsdam ‘Germany’s Versailles’. It is a veritable fairy-tale kingdom, which embodies the Age of Enlightenment’s ethos of ‘A picturesque, pastoral dream to remind residents of their relationship with nature and reason’.
It started with spilt milk. No point crying over that but I did cry when we nearly died while joining the autobahn. Something we have never seen before – a ‘Give Way’ (unmarked and unsigned!) instead of a slip road on to the motorway. All I remember is the back of a 40 tonne tautlinerContinue reading “Dog on the Rhine – Ein Scheißtag, Campsite Sonnenstrand, Bacharach”