dresden dolls
After an amazingly successful unplanned tour of Berlins sights via my GPS's 'hints' to Dresden, (The Reichstag, Checkpoint Charlie) I was back on the road heading towards.. Dresden! The countryside was tops. At one point I came over a hill and saw a mass of power generating windmills, common in Germany but I lost count at 30, (I was also negotiating potholes). There must have been roughly 150 of them on the horizon. I hit Dresden in the dark being chased down by anxious Germans on their way home from a hard day um.. windmill spotting, or whatever they do. It was bleak, almost damp, and uninviting but I somehow hit a great spot and found a nice hostel. After unpacking the hog and giving the hostel staff a laugh with my version of travelling it was time to explore. Dresden was heaving bombed during WW2 - but some of the roads looked like they were bombed last week. It was a bit of a mess but still had great night life. (Cut to drinking, chatting to wierdo's, stumbling, sleeping).