Bremen, Germany – Lovely Brick Hansestadt
Posted on December 7, 2016
A confession: we stayed on the outskirts of Bremen. I never went into town. Suzi and Eva took all the photos while I stayed back and finished off some blog posts. I had been to Bremen before, long before, in February of 1963. It had been the coldest winter in 100 years. Even the morning fog was frozen, stuck to every tree and shrub, white like in a fairyland. And when I left the following day on a creaky old ship destined for New York, the harbor was filled with ice.
During WW II, Bremen was bombed to smithereens. It’s still being restored. In the original style. Such a beautiful city. http://www.nww2m.com/2012/09/bremen-bombed-art-destroyed/
There’s lots of public art displayed over the old town.
There’s a leafy green walk down by the River Weser. At this time it is flooding. So you walk or bike through a bit of water while river barges ply along undaunted.
Not all of Bremen is ancient. In fact, most of life here is right up to the minute.
While the gals are at play I’ve been hunched over the keyboard all day. Our hostess suggest we walk to the beautifully restored brewery that’s only a mile away. Indeed, that is the answer to a long day.
This would be the end of this post except that we take a one day trip to nearby Bremerhaven, the harbor town at the mouth of the Weser. Eva has a particular reason to go there. A large building houses the records of all the emigrants who left Germany over the past century or so on ships for new worlds. Eva thinks her records might be there although she sailed in 1961 from Southampton, England, and never looked back. Unfortunately, no records of hers are there.
The building contains a museum depicting how it was 100 years ago to board a liner and wave goodbye to loved ones left ashore. We are seriously moved.
We will depart now for Hamburg on our way to a ferry and a two week stay on an enchanting island.