Wertheim – Germany.

Saturday 19th October 2024.

Day 36.

Again a great start to todays journey on a smooth relatively traffic free A road when suddenly with no prior warning the road ahead was completely closed and a diversion was in place. Of course the diversion which wasn’t sign posted anywhere on route, took us miles out of our way on narrow unsuitable roads. We finished the journey on the autobahn which was very busy and I was glad to get to the stellplatz.

Homer, on the left at the stellplatz.

Although we are parked on the side of the River Main we are actually on the opposite bank to Wertheim in Kreuzwertheim, it’s an idyllic spot and as I’m sitting here writing the blog we have the lights of the town reflecting in the river and large barges and river cruisers have gone past.

Wertheim is a town in southwestern Germany and is located on the confluence of the rivers Tauber and Main, and is best known for its landmark castle and medieval town centre.

A few metres away from the river you enter the old town with its well preserved buildings, apparently so because as the Americans approached towards the end of WW 2, two citizens raised the white flag on the castle and the Americans entered the town with no opposition and caused no destruction.

Views of the town.

Wertheim Castle is perched high above the town ( why aren’t they in valleys?) and was built during the 12th century and was residence to the Counts of Wertheim.Sadly in 1619 it was destroyed by a gunpowder explosion later being renovated and expanded. There is very little interior left although you can climb up the towers. As we had climbed over 100 steps and walked up a steep slope to get to the gateway we weren’t tempted to climb the towers. There is a thriving restaurant built into the castle. There were some fine views from the top in several directions.

The stellplatz in the distance.

One nice feature in the town was the continued use of the old signs outside shops.

As is traditional we stopped for refreshments and Michelle enjoyed a small glass of white wine.

One view from Homer.

Of course it wouldn’t be correct if at some time on this trip I didnt at least once ….

A photo to add to the European section of my book of photos of Layla and I sitting outside important places, castles, cathedrals and churches

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