Riding into history

The flight to Frankfurt was uneventful -- good!
The new adventure started with the locating of the long distance rail station.  It is in a beautiful modern building,  housing hotels and shopping along with the rail.  How fitting that the ICE (inter city express) which glides effortlessly and quietly along the rails, should have a building which is as sleek and aerodynamic looking as the train itself.

And then we got to the Rhine - whisked by the vineyards literally hanging on the sides of the mountains, spoke the classic names of Rudesheim, Bingen, St. Goar, marvelled at the ruins of castles still perched on their rocky peaks, repeated the Lorelei story at the rocky curve in the river.  Many have gone before us and we are looking forward to treading (and riding) on those ancient routes.

I did take a picture of the ICE train in order to insert into this blog, but the little computer is not reading the SD card from my camera, sorry.