…but Lübeck very nearly almost took baby.
First, here is a picture of one of the best moments of our trip.
The very beginning, waiting on the sidewalk for the chartered busses to come and whisk us away. The busses that would take six hours to take us on what should have been a three hour trip. Little S managed the trip with only that “schoko ‘ssant,” the rice cakes I planned for what should have been a reasonable journey, and water. I believe the word “trooper” would not be misused here.
We didn’t plan the trip. It was planned for us and it was free, so I
can’t shouldn’t complain too much. So instead of the details, here are some pictures of the Hansestadt (Lübeck was the capital of the Hanseatic League, a partnership of merchants cities).
We’re barely holding it together in that picture.
We decided to blow off the schedule handed to us at check-in and wander around.
It rained off and on for most of the trip, but the sun mercifully came out on the last day. Perfect for one last stroll before heading to the train station where we purchased our own tickets home…
because sometimes you get what you pay for.