Monday, April 11, 2011

Weimar trip

It has been almost a month since I last updated my blog, and there is so much to tell! March Madness in Yuxi's world---


Trip to Weimar at the end of March:

Weimar is the scenic German town from the travel-brochures: cobbelstone streets, park with ruins, and houses of famous classic historical figures like Schiller and Goethe. We biked through the town, munched on Thueringer Bratwurst, and went to classical concerts at night.

Buchenwald KZ: The only sad chapter in our trip is to the Konzentrationslager only twenty minutes from Weimar's center. The unbelievably huge area contained 250,000 prisoners and served as a work camp. The SS soldiers who kept watch over the camp ordered prisoners to build a mini-zoo to entertain their families just outside the camp. See the pictures below: The exhibition in the Buchenwald museum was sobering but very informative. The most shocking things I saw, I couldn't make myself take a picture of. It just seemed wrong somehow to make a document of them. For instance, Soviet POW's were ordered to go into the medical examination room and stand against a wall where their height was taken with an adjustable meter. Directly behind the wall, however, was another room where an executioner stood with a rifle pointing through the narrow gap of the meter(where the headpiece shifts up an down), aiming at the neck of the soldiers.

Wartburg:


Wartburg is my favorite castle so far. The medieval Burg stands on top of a steep mountain, offering a view over the city Eisenach. Far from the Baroque style of decorating every room room with gilded angels and silver mirrors, each room in Wartburg has a different character. Some very understated, and some overwhelmingly replendent with frescoes and glass. Felipe says it's even better than Versailles, but since I've never been to France, I don't know if I'd agree. But Wartburg has certainly got personality.


Oh, and also, be careful what you order in German restaurants. The name of a dish, like "Medieval Watchman's Vesper," might sound incredibly cool and romantic, but if you don't read the descriptions in small fonts, you might end up with bread and a generous ball of lard as your meal, which was what happened to me. Well, at least it wasn't head cheese.


The famous Wartburg where Luther translated the New Testament.