Shenanigans Crossing Borders

Tuesday was a working day, and originally Mayrav was supposed to be on a flight back to Israel and then back home. But that got all kinds of messed up, so JP figured out logistics to send our daughter home, and rented a car at the last minute. It was cheaper, and faster, to rent a car and drive Mayrav to the airport than it would be to take the trains.

The fine folks at Shwartz car rental were amazing.

Somehow JP managed to book a car and schedule it for pickup, approximately 15 minutes after the place closes? Arriving as planned, the counter people had to unlock and let him in, questioned everything in a confused manner, then realized that their system messed up. Technically they did not really have a car at that moment, however they would not leave JP hanging.

40 minutes and some homemade cake later, another car was returned, and et voila, JP now had a rental to drive Mayrav back to Frankfurt in the morning!

Early morning departure, Elyce stared out the window as JP took Mayrav to Frankfurt.

Dropping Mayrav off with time to spare, JP got back home before everyone else even woke up!

After breakfast, for some crazy reason, JP and Elyce telepathically agreed to use the rest of the miles and day to drive the car to Rothenburg ob derTauber.

Arriving in this little town, we climbed the stairs up the walls and rounded a good quarter of the city from the perimeter defense system. We also found an old amphitheater, saw breathtaking views of the countryside,

The tastiest part of the trip was some shneeballs (literally “snow balls”). Shneeballs are kinda like a wafflecone wrapped in on itself into a shape, then dipped into some kind of chocolate coating. Our neighbor told us about this town and that every year, when he goes back to visit his family, they come to this town.

The history, the intactness, the richness, this is old-school!

In an anticlimactic adventure, we found the building that might house the oldest mikvah in the region, but it was just a building, and nothing to denote our discovery. 

We also grabbed a gift from the medieval shop in town. JP felt like there was some context missing, but the locals weren’t talking.

On the way out of town, JP (surprise, surprise) dragged some of us into the local music shop. This time there weren’t any pianos, but there were lots of everything else.

Now we race through old towns and country roads so JP can drop us off, refill the tank, and return the car with 8 minutes to spare (phew!)

And JP absolutely left them the best review on Maps Check it out (link here in case you find yourself in Kitzingen)!

Back home and working again, this has been an adventurous week.

Tchüss!