Day two started with what I think is most boys’ dream: trains. At least my boys are completely obsessed.
We went to a train museum, where we could look at several old trains, get on them, and pretty much touch anything without ever seeing anyone who worked there. Even that one time when Arthur knocked a cardboard poster off a wall; no one was there to scold him, except his parents.
Some of the train cars were more comfortable than many NYC apartments. Complete with bed, couch, and bathtub. Total luxury. Not surprisingly, many cars had their debut during World War II and were used for queens and politicians thereafter.
After trains, we ate. I should note that we ate, all the time, all the food. We ate ice cream every day, drank German beer, and ate many many sausages.
We played outside.
And we walked along the Rhine River to the Deutsches Eck.
The kids were total troopers, and Julian especially walked around for hours all day and didn’t complain
On to Day Three!