Day 7, Metlach to Oberthal. A sweet cruise down the Saar River today to the thriving metropolis of Merzig where we caught a train to the equally thriving metropolis of Saint Wendel. Rode on to Oberthal and got rooms at the only place in town. As we were having a malt beverage and talking about where to go for dinner, some big ole thunderstorms came through. That made that decision easy- we'll eat at our hotel.
Had words with this dude early in the morning. He's about 40 feet tall. Not sure what he was all about tho'- he wouldn't say.
Zur Cloef. Translated litterally: the cliff. See the pictures below for the view from the top of this monstrosity.
Worth the hike.
Just a cool pic of my bro.
This is what happens when there are 17 beers on your tab at the end of the night. We was ef'd up but good. Nearly had a hangover the next day but by this time my beer metabolizing system was in prime form so nooooo problemo.
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