From Aachen to Wurzburg...

We spent the night in Wurzburg. I picked Wurzburg (any town would do re our goal: Poland) for the Residenz and Tiepolo, which we couldn't see until the following morning.

I'll do a separate post on R & T.

That night we walked down to the old bridge on the Main (reminiscent of Charles Bridge in Prague), got lost a bit due to our map-reader (she usually does a fantastic job), experienced the joy of a bunch of fussball fans (all flagwavers), and had a wonderfully aesthetic dinner (local wurst and wine) near the dipping-into-dusk bridge.

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