Nice place, but everything is in German so while I could appreciate the architecture and art, I had a difficult time putting a lot of it into historical context. Mostly I took a bus tour (with English narration on headphones) and snapped a lot of pictures. And then, when I went to look at The Blue Wonder, the oldest steel bridge in the area, it started to drizzle… and then it started to pour. It was coming down incredibly hard! I had to go out in it in order to catch my bus and by that time I was cold and wet (and hysterical – thank you Gene Wilder) and decided to come back home.
Just wasn’t as drawn into Dresden like I was Berlin. There were certainly some fairy-tale houses and some nice castles, but I think I was expecting more war stories and damage from the bombings and instead, it’s a charming little town. Tomorrow I’m off to Prague.
So anyway, here are some pictures… I think there are some nice ones in this batch.