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Marburg, Germany

Guten Tag from Marburg! We arrived on Sunday to visit my eldest daughter, Gabrielle, who is studying abroad here. It has been WONDERFUL to see her. We took the train from Frankfurt to Marburg, dropped off our bags at our apartment and went for a walk. What a beautiful city! 


Freeburg - there is even one in Germany!

Marburg an der Lahn (Lahn River)







Rapunzel's Tower!!

Graffiti of the Bard

Our apartment

The view from our apartment

Our kitchen

The Schloss at Night


Our street - Weidenhausen

Weidenhausen Strasse

The view of our street at night (taken from our apartment window)

Weidenhausen Strasse 
Auf wiedersehen for now...check in later for more details on our adventures!

Comments

MarkS said…
Guten Tag!
Hope you are enjoying and renewing!
November 24, 2015 at 8:52 AM
Anonymous said…
Sehr gut!!!! This looks awesome and hope to go there in the future.
November 24, 2015 at 10:29 AM
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