175 km so far this weekend.
Last night’s entertainment came courtesy of two party boats down from Berlin, both of which made anchor just off the campground. There’s nothing like getting away from it all just to have the party brought to you.
Truth be told, they were playing pretty good club music, and I just might have joined in if it hadn’t been for the cold swim necessary to get me from tent to party. Also, I was a little put off by the noises one guy was making every time a new song came on. It was way beyond any ecstasy he should have achieved from such earthly delights.
Just after midnight the boats pulled away, taking their drunken revellers back to the big city and leaving me and my caravanning companions to our quiet night.
Camping in Germany is just not the same as it is in North America.
This morning, I made my way to the camp reception to see if anyone could help with my bike, but as I suspected, the bike guy is off until Monday. If I had pressed the issue, they would have called him for me, but I’m happy to spend a full day here.
After kerfuffling with trams and trains for about an hour (for a 5 km journey – oh how I miss my bike) I made it to the centre of Potsdam.
Potsdam is a charming little city, filled with cobblestone streets and tourists. I’d hate to see it on a sunny summer’s day.
It is full of charming old buildings.
As with many small towns in Europe, even the lesser, modern buildings look as though someone has made an effort.
The big draw here is Sanssouci Palace.
Wow. Usually I am unimpressed by palaces, but Georg Wenzeslaus von Knobelsdorff (no, I didn’t just make that name up) really knew how to design.
I was also duly awed by the church…
…and the gardens…
The weather almost cooperated by not raining too much, even though the greyness ruined any chance of a decent photo.
I’m back in the tent now, gunning for a much needed nap. It’s leftovers and dry goods for dinner tonight, since shops are all closed on Sunday. Is it too much to hope for an uneventful night? ♥