We took the same route as last time to get to the Bodensee, stopping to take some pictures of a lovely church overlooking the lake, and some "beauty shots" of the SLK (above and right). This time we bypassed Meersburg and kept driving east along the lakeshore for a while. At
We parked in an underground garage near a couple of cafés where about a hundred Sunday motorcyclists were gathered. We strolled down to the elongated Marienplatz, ringed by the late-Gothic Rathaus, the 15th-century Weighing House with its tall watchman’s tower (visible in the photo, above right), and the intricately-frescoed Lederhaus, once the headquarters of the city’s leather workers. We ate lunch outside at the Café-Restaurant Central (the orange umbrellas in the photo at right) in sight of the Grüner Turm (named for the green tiles on its roof, some of which are 14th-century originals) and also spotted the tall, white-washed Mehlsack (
For lunch I had a nice mozzarella, tomato, and arugula salad with a glass of Chardonnay, but John had the winning meal: a salad of balsamic-glazed steak with arugula, radicchio, and shaved parmesan. I’m going to have to try to recreate this dish! I had to wait an interminably long time for my salad, but otherwise it was a lovely lunch. Total bill was 24 Euro.
Our next stop was Weingarten, just a few miles north of Ravensburg, where we stopped to visit the huge Basilika (right), the largest baroque church in
We could hear organ music emanating from the church and John thought maybe there was an afternoon service taking place, but I spied a sign that announced a Sunday organ concert at 3:00. It was now 3:45, so we were lucky enough to be able to step inside and catch the last few minutes of the concert. The interior (below right) is beautifully decorated in intricate white stucco, with colorful ceiling frescoes and a huge Frisoni altar that is nearly 80 feet high. The organ, which was installed in 1750, is among the largest in the country and, of course, sounded beautiful.
We got back on the road and I mapped out a crazy, convoluted scenic route home, following the B-32 through Altshausen, Bad Saulgau, and Riedlingen. We passed countless secluded country hamlets and fields of espaliered cherry trees in full bloom (below). Then we hooked up with the Deutsche Alleenstraße across the
We continued on past Tübingen and then skirted a large wooded area on backroads. I gave up using the map and we just followed the signs in the general direction of Böblingen and