The snowpack on the Rocky Mountains is sparse.
If it weren’t for the clouds, I might have seen Dundee, Scotland. The map on the plane said Dundee was below us at that point.
The mainland. I believe we were starting to fly over the Netherlands.
Restaurant at the castle in Landstuhl
The neighbor’s chickens
Atlas
A tat of a cat named Atlas
Pink was the theme at the Gimmeldingen Mandelblütenfest
Despite Freyja blocking the way, we rode the train to the Gimmeldingen Mandelblütenfest (Almond Blossom Festival).
Atlas thought it looked like fun
On second thought…
Graffiti along the way
Vineyards, almond trees and towns around Gimmeldingen
There were a lot of people, kids, and dogs celebrating the Almond Blossoms.
Roasting salmon on planks
There were all kinds of food and drink available as we strolled along the roads
Mandelblütenfest Chicken
This is an interesting building. It seems like a place for pilgrims to stay.
Castle at Frankenstein through the train car window.
Wheelchair or Rolser access?
Tristan Pointed out this really cute chapel…
…looking over Landstuhl from the Schlossruine Nanstein Castle
Landstuhl
Atlas thinks the chapel is cool, also!
Knight in the pavers
Fountain with a Camino de Santiago symbol
The oldest houses in Landstuhl are from around the 16th century.
Atlas wants to hire the maid on the van.
On to Ehemalige Festung Homburg
Homburg
With castle ruins comes more tunnels and stairs
A scratching of the 250-million-year-old ichthyosaur remains they found in the limestone in 1968.
The sign says it’s dangerous. I had to check it out. When I stepped on the floor and started to sink in the much, I decide the sign was not kidding.
Another danger sign
Where I would have come out if I have ventured past the muck
Atlas eared me that I was a wimp for not going through the dangerous tunnel.
I came across a wheelbarrow on a landing looking for the restroom at an Asian restaurant. I got confused. It could have been from jet lag, the Dragon Fruit drink, or the pole dancing. It’s hard to say.
Atlas giving me an ear up for getting lost trying to find the restroom at an Asian restaurant.
Eye’s are on you
We went to Trier, Germany, in the rain today. Trier was one of five official Roman residences in the 3rd and 4th centurys, and it was the home of Karl Marx.
Reminded me of Inchy in his younger days.
Das Foot
Karl Marx traffic lights
Roman ruins
Holding up the arch
Tunnels under the baths were used for maintaining the hot water for the baths.
We staoped by the Karl Marx Museum
Hour glasses showing how much time Marx spent in different cities. He lived longest in London and then Trier.
One of the better grafitti I saw
Dawn
The Humanities Building last Thursday
What’s left of the Humanities Building this Thursday
A bridge to nowhere
Nightfall
Almost sunrise
A mini mass ascention. The Balloon Fiesta begins on Saturday.
🎶Humanities is coming down. 🎶Coming down. 🎶Coming down.
🎶Humanities is coming down!
🎶My U Bunny!
Sasha and Marble
Silver Mary Elephant: ” Caaaats! CaaAats! CAaAaAts!
Another cloudless dawn
The Duck Pond was renovated at UNM, and now there are no ducks, turtles, or fish.
Tearing down the old Humanities Building to build a new Humanities Building.
They de-paved A Parking lot to put an Art School on that spot.
My, that’s a big cracker you have there, Belafonte.
Food delivery robots
A place to read like royalty.
The hippo in the sky
Sunrise
Fluffy poodle cloud
Flora Vieja
Spunk Art
Sunset
Let it glow
Sunrise
I’ve been working on Tristan’s house preparing to put it on the market. I finished painting the living room today. I had my moments with the high ceiling.
Off Center & Not Even 