Assmannhausen, Germany
Just take a phonetic look at the name of this village to understand why we giggled like adolescents during our stay here. This sleepy town, technically part of Rudesheim en Rhine, is considered the red wine island among a sea of the white wine world. This was a fun surprise for me, as I tend to enjoy red over white wine, but also found myself truly enjoying the white Rieslings as well, which are the typical type of grape along the Rhine River.
We spent two nights at the lovely Hotel Post. From our hotel's front sitting area, it was possible to view multiple castles and vineyards along the hillsides along the Rhine River while sipping wine and drinking coffee. Most of our time here was spent walking the beautiful streets and immersing ourselves into local German culture. One highlight (which was just a random visit) was meeting the local butcher, who gave Neal and Brian a personal tour of his sausage making routine at 6am one morning (while I continued to sleep on soundly).
Ralph Bach, the butcher, showing the boys the various sausages he makes fresh every morning.
One of the many castles visible from our hotel.
Spaetzle with spinach and mushrooms in a local pub. YUMMY!
Many pilsners were had during this trip, and this was just the beginning of the evening.
This, as indicated by the squinty eyes, was much later in the evening. A local gave us each a small bottle of liquor to drink. Our best translation was that it is some kind of licorice schnapps, which he promised would "settle our stomachs" for the evening. We were all wondering why he thought we needed it. :-) It was a fun evening had by all.
The next day, we took a ferry across the river and this was one site to enjoy on the way. It was a fortress built in the middle of the river to serve as a toll station for passing boats. Large chains would be raised across the river and were only lowered after the fee was paid.












