We were offered a lift to virtually anywhere by this older couple who slept next door to us last night. When this man called from the stairway I thought that I was in trouble for washing my clothes after midnight. But no, he would give us a lift. These days we would often take an offer like his but we love the train. Of course we walked there. It was a ‘two people questioned walk’, to get us back on track. We had been following this tramline from the day before, and was chatting to a young woman when I realised this tramline was no longer keeping us company. It had its own track. But we made it and in plenty of time.

We were on our way to a town called Eisenach but got off at Erfurt, a less glorious place. We had decided to just walk around the whole town when we noticed what appeared to be four small rivers. We headed off to meet one of them and follow it. They turned out to be running canals and three hours later we had one of the best experiences ever. It started to rain so we took shelter in a cafe on one canal and had a coffee. We soon left, zig zagging streets to keep on the canal. We loved the Italian Venice, we adored the French L’Isle sur la Sorgue and we will never forget Germany’s unheralded Erfurt.

Then it was a quick train ride to Eisenach for another adventure around this lovely town. It is known for its hiking forests and with a spare couple of hours I checked this out and walked up a Swiss type hill to get a taste, and then ventured into its nooks and crannies on my own, cause Corrie is feeling a bit off.