So you know those Sundays in Virginia when you wake up and realize that you really, really want a chicken sandwich, waffle fries and a milkshake? And then you realize that Chick-Fil-A is not open on Sundays. Drat. So you sit there for a few minutes and admire them for their Chrisian business ethics, while still thinking 'Man, a chicken sandwich would be good. This stinks.' Well, welcome to Germany. Except for select restaurants, nothing is open on Sunday. This is not hyperbole. There are no grocery stores, clothing stores, book stores. It makes Sunday a lazy day, which is not a bad thing necessarilly, but you quickly get in the habit of going grocery shopping on Saturday. Otherwise, you're scraping a bit by dinner time. Man... I'd really like a chicken sandwich and waffle fries. A milkshake would be good too...
On Saturday we climbed the gigantic hill to go to the Medieval Market. That was a bit of a letdown. It was €5 to get in and then all you could really do was buy stuff. The ticket however doubled to let us into the castle on the top of the hill, so we got to go to a museum instead. The museum is dedicated to Saint Elizabeth, who, as far as I can tell, is Marburg's big claim to fame. After her noble husband died, she came to Marburg and started a hospital to aid the sick and poor. In turn, these saintly actions made her sick and poor, so she died three or four years after arriving in Marburg. Hopeless people came to her grave and were miraculously healed, so she was canonized only three years after her death. This year is something like the 800th anniversary of her death, which is pretty significant in Marburg.
Exchange rates:
€1=$1.36
$1=.735€
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