The weekend before last, one of my friends celebrated her 50th birthday. She used to live in our area until about 11 years ago, when she moved to Northern Germany to be with the man she loves.
Seven of us made the trip together, similar to 10 years ago, when we were there for her 40th birthday, and 4 1/2 years ago, when we spent a very summery weekend there in July 2015. I blogged about that weekend here and here - if you like, you can compare those summer pictures with those I took from the same place now.
The 800 km trip involved once again four different trains and seven hours of travel time. We arrived at the small train sation of Mölln mid-afternoon, walked the 10 minutes or so to our hotel and checked in. There was still some daylight left by then, making the decision easy about what to do until the party would begin in a few hours. O.K. and I both felt the need for some exercise after so many hours sitting on more or less comfortable trains, and went for a walk down to the lake and a little exploring of the historic town centre.
(Most of these pictures are O.K.'s.)
The water reservoir on the last two pictures was next door to our hotel, up on the hill above the town. It also features in one of my previous posts about Mölln, linked above.
The brick facades of the buildings are typical for this part of Germany, rather different from where I live.
We enjoyed our walk and had still enough time left for a bit of a rest before dressing and getting ready for the party, which was in the next village. A minibus/large taxi took us there, and we had a fun night with good food, drink, music and dancing and - most importantly - our friend.
For the next day, Sunday, storm Ciara (named Sabine in our parts) was forecast to hit in the early afternoon. We had been a bit worried beforehand about our trip home, but in the end we were so lucky in that the train we had booked anyway was one of the last long-distance ones to run that day. Shortly afterwards, all long distance trains and most flights were cancelled because of the storm.
We reached Ludwigsburg almost exactly seven hours after having set off in Mölln. Our small group of seven friends quickly dissolved; everybody just wanted to get home - which for O.K. meant another 1 1/2 hours' drive on the motorway.
It was a fun weekend, different from what our weekends are usually like, but I guess we'd all agree that we won't mind if the next such trip is in a few years!