Going by train in Germany generally is a smooth affair except when you have to change trains. This time, however, my trouble started earlier. When I asked the waiter for my traditional pot of coffee and Butterkuchen he could only serve me a coffee. As some sort of compensation and new experience: this time I did not miss my connecting train in Fulda. As it was already late and not having eaten anything worth mentioning during the day I went directly to the dining car and ordered a schnitzel with salad.
|Schweineschnitzel with some sort of ratatouille and mixed salad with balsamic dressing|
|Butterkuchen in the light of the setting sun. Note my iPad mini that I use when traveling.|
This will be the first blog in a series describing my visit to Lutherland.
The following morning I met my group for breakfast. The bus took us to Weimar. In the past I blogged about important aspects of Goethe's town several times so during the present visit I was rather looking for new perspectives although Weimar's reception was something to get used to.
Somewhat perturbed we passed the Nationaltheater with the famous statue celebrating the curious friendship between Goethe and Schiller.
The place became famous after the First World War when a German national assembly met at the theater deliberating and eventually passing the so-called Weimar Constitution.
|The Bauhaus made the design for the memorial plate |
seen on the left on the photo of the Nationaltheater.
|The main building. Note the studio windows facing north for a "neutral" illumination.|
|Read those famous names teaching Formenlehre at the Bauhaus|
|Students in the Bauhaus hallway|
The park at the river Ilm is always worth a walk.
|Visual axis pointing to Weimar's castle tower|
|Weimar castle and castle bridge|
|Carl August showing Goethe's facial profile and more|
During our extended lunch break I had the absolute best charcoaled Thüringer Bratwurst in Thuringia at Bianka's. Her secret is: Adding lots of thyme to the stuffing. Later I downed the sausage with a small beer at the Altweimarische Bierstube reading at the entrance the famous citation from Goethe's Faust: Hier bin ich Mensch, hier darf ich’s sein! When looking for the translation Red Baron found the following: Here I am human, here I am entitled to be! Here am I human, here I am allowed to be so! Here I am Man, here dare it to be! Here I am of humankind, here I am free to be human! Here I am human, here I may be so! Here I am human, here I can be it, unhamperedly! Make your favorite choice.
In sipping my beer I enjoyed the view of the Goethehaus.
The beginning of the afternoon I spent at the Bauhaus-Museum just opposite of the Nationaltheater. On my way I passed the Eckermannhaus with Schiller looking out of the window. During Goethe's last years Johann Peter Eckermann served him as secretary.
The exhibition at the Bauhaus-Museum shows lots of graphics by Lyonel Feininger. I shall present a typical one in my future blog about Halle. Here are some untypical houses Feininger created while working at the Bauhaus in Weimar.
When leaving the Bauhaus-Museum I noticed a group of students. Most of them I had seen at the exhibition before sitting on the floor and playing with their mobile devices. They continued doing so while standing with their teacher (gray sweater and blue jeans) in front of the building: O tempora, o mores!
During my last visit to Weimar the so-called Herder Church was a building site. Now instead of a copy on canvas the famous allegoric painting describing the new faith was up again in the chancel in time for the 500th anniversary of the Reformation next year. Lucas Cranach the Elder started the painting but it was finished by his son Lucas Cranach the Younger.
Outside the church carriage horses keep Weimar tidy but not their tails.
On our way to Leipzig our Group passed Naumburg in the afternoon where we spent two hours at the cathedral. To the layperson the Naumburger Dom is better known for its Stifterfiguren (founder figures, i.e. the sponsors).
|Smiling Reglindis greets the the visitors.|
|The two Gothic steeples|
|Carvings at the pulpit. Newly installed von Amsdorf in the eerie red of a co-traveler's focusing light|
while Luther points as usual to the Word. The Bible is all that counts.
|Entrance to the choir with the founder figures|
|Everybody knows Uta and some her husband Ekkehard|
|Hermann von Meißen and his wife Reglindis. |
She was only 23 years when she died.