
This is
Würzburg, Germany. It's located in the northernmost tip of Bavaria in a region called Franconia and is home to roughly 135,000 people. It was first described as a town in the year
762, and over the coming centuries was a front row seat to all manner of Medieval exploits. Between 1626 and 1631 it was the epicenter of one of the most massive
witch trials in history, and in 1945, just a little over a month after the
bombing of Dresden, the Royal Air Force
pummeled it with 1,127 tons of bombs, including about 370,000 incendiaries, destroying about 90 percent of the city in 17 minutes.
It's also the birthplace of Jake's two older sisters,
Laura, who visited us about a month ago, and Amy, who has been touring Germany and Austria with her husband Dave since Saturday.
Amy and her birthplace
Both women were born while their father, Paul Michaelson, was stationed at the U.S. Army Garrison Franconia, based in Würzburg, for several years during the 1970s. Both were toddlers when the family left Germany and have basically no recollection of their early childhood here, but both felt compelled to come back and explore their birthplace. So it was actually lucky that their baby brother took off for the Vaterland, since it gave them a valid excuse to return.
Jake and I also wanted to see the city his parents speak of with such fondness, and since we were unable to see it with Laura and John, we took the chance to hop in with Amy and Dave.
Unfortunately, the weather was rotten.

But Amy, in all her wisdom, said she liked it better that way because it all felt more (for lack of a better word) "German".
We visited the
royal residence in the center of the city, which was lovely.

It had really cool grounds.





And then we crossed the Main River and hiked up to the fortress you can see behind us in this picture:


After which I went into labor.

Not really.

But we had a super view.

Then we found the military base where Amy spent her toddler years, which was all but abandoned, since it's being
decommissioned this year and, according to the guy at our hotel, turned over for use by the University of Würzburg. But we were still able to locate the church where Amy was blessed as a baby ...

... and the hospital where she made her big debut.
We also found a traditional German clothing shop where Amy tried on
dirndls and looked so adorable that my brain literally exploded.

Unfortunately they don't make maternity dirndls, so I couldn't join in the fun, and Dave and Jake weren't too keen on trying out the knee socks and
lederhosen, though they would've undoubtedly looked dashing.
Then, sadly, Jake and I had to hop a train back to Dresden so that I could teach an English class that night. But Amy and Dave will head back this way tomorrow before they fly back to the States on Saturday, and we can't wait to hear about the adventures they had without us.
Thanks for coming out, guys! We had a blast with you.

JEM