Wiesbaden
By the end of our second week in Germany we went to Wiesbaden. It was a rather short train trip from Frankfurt. WE decided earlier on to not tire ourselves by traveling very far and sightseeing the whole day like what we had done practically everyday since we arrived in Germany for vacation. This time around, we went to nearby Wiesbaden and we took a local train to get there. Once again, we used our 9 euro ticket for the trip.
I don't recall seeing fare checkers on every train trip we took although we did encounter a few.
Wiesbaden was busy in some parts and quiet in others. As to be expected the bulk of the locals and visitors congregated in and around the Market Square where the city hall and the Marketkirche were located.
We saw most of the sights in the city of course except for one lookout point outside the city center. We gave that a miss since going there meant taking a bus and while we attempted to go, we soon changed our minds due to lack of time.
Art work in the city
Just like many German cities, Wiesbaden had its share of beautiful buildings. This was one of them.
The Wiesbaden Train Station. I must say, after going in and out of Frankfurt so many times, I enjoyed arriving at other stations which were quieter and much, much cleaner.
A quiet scene in a square with a view of the church we visited. I believe the church was Jesuit.
The facade of the Wiesbaden City Hall
Wiesbaden City Hall
The most important sight in Wiesbaden is its casino. The afternoon we visited, it was open to visitors for viewing. It was pretty quiet. With the exception of a newly wed couple who were having their pictures taken at the premises, we were the only ones there. This photo by the way shows the side of the building.
Here's a head on shot of the famous casino.
Inside the casino
Some of the artwork up in the casino's ceiling
This is the holocaust monument in Wiesbaden. The gray slab of stone is actually engraved with the names of those who perished from the war.
Chocolates galore for sale in shop inside the train station
One of the trains inside the Wiesbaden Train Station. I thought this train was headed for Offenburg, the German city very close to Strasbourg. As it turns out, it was going to Offenbach not Offenburg.
A very quiet Wiesbaden Train Station. Just the way Iiked it after all the hustle and bustle in all the other train stations we traveled went to and came out of.
It was in this structure where we saw another fountain from where water sprang. I touched and almost burned my hand. I didn't realize how hot it was! There was another lady, a German, who did the same and screamed after wetting her finger!
We really looked for this water fountain spouting very hot water. We didn't dare touch for fear of burning our finger.
Our train back to Frankfurt