Nuremberg
When we woke up, we were in Nuremberg proper. There's something magical about going to sleep in one town--in a very comfy and cozy bed--waking up, and opening your curtains to see a whole new view. Here's what we saw on Sunday morning: And, here's what we ate for breakfast ... everything: Each morning began with a remarkable breakfast buffet: omelette station (staffed by Evgeny, who knew your order by heart after day one!); array of eggs, bacon, sausages; oatmeal and cream of wheat with every mix-in in the world; housemade muesli (which soon became Harper's favorite); fresh fruit; housemade yogurts; housemade marmalades; fresh baked breads and bagels; lox; cold meats and cheeses; vegetables; and cereals. Oh, and if none of that appealed, you can always order pancakes, French toast (Penn's favorite), or eggs Benedict. The huge meal prepared us for the 90-120 minute walking tour that started each day. After breakfast, we would typically be off the ...