It seems like this is from a really long time ago now, but I wanted to remember it. We got back to Germany from Prague in time to celebrate New Year's Eve German style. New Year's Eve we hung out with my parents until 11:30 and then Daniel, Jaxon and I went out to hit the town. I certainly didn't succeed in taking any pictures that really captured the experience, but it was unlike anything I've seen, and I have seen some impressive fireworks in my day. All during that day, and the several that preceded it, fireworks were on sale everywhere including grocery stores and clothing retailers. We had decided to go up to the castle to watch the "official" fireworks display, but to get up there we had to make our way through thousands of wasted Germans armed with endless explosives. It was really amazing, firework going off everywhere, in every direction. Honestly, I've never had a greater sense of being in a war zone. It was fun, though, and we made it to the castle. However, I think we missed the moment the New Year actually turned, since it was impossible to distinguish the official firework display from all the unofficial ones going off around it. In any case it was awesome and fun, although Jaxon admitted that he was a little scared. We made it back home later that night with all of our body parts, and that is what really counts, right?
Daniel holding Jaxon, trying to protect him.
We ate marzipan pigs on New Year's morning. They are supposed to bring good luck in these parts.
Jonas was really excited about his. We also had bought a big block of marzipan to make some little desserts, but after the pig, Jonas would say "I want pig" and expect us to roll a ball of marzipan up for him to eat. He went through that block pretty fast, and it never was able to live out it's destiny as little desserts.
Hanging out with Grandma and Grandpa was of course the highlight for these guys.
At the transportation museum. It was really great. This really should have been a Nuremberg staple from the beginning.
And then it was time to head back home on the train to real life...
It seems like this is from a really long time ago now, but I wanted to remember it. We got back to Germany from Prague in time to celebrate New Year's Eve German style. New Year's Eve we hung out with my parents until 11:30 and then Daniel, Jaxon and I went out to hit the town. I certainly didn't succeed in taking any pictures that really captured the experience, but it was unlike anything I've seen, and I have seen some impressive fireworks in my day. All during that day, and the several that preceded it, fireworks were on sale everywhere including grocery stores and clothing retailers. We had decided to go up to the castle to watch the "official" fireworks display, but to get up there we had to make our way through thousands of wasted Germans armed with endless explosives. It was really amazing, firework going off everywhere, in every direction. Honestly, I've never had a greater sense of being in a war zone. It was fun, though, and we made it to the castle. However, I think we missed the moment the New Year actually turned, since it was impossible to distinguish the official firework display from all the unofficial ones going off around it. In any case it was awesome and fun, although Jaxon admitted that he was a little scared. We made it back home later that night with all of our body parts, and that is what really counts, right?
Daniel holding Jaxon, trying to protect him.
We ate marzipan pigs on New Year's morning. They are supposed to bring good luck in these parts.
Jonas was really excited about his. We also had bought a big block of marzipan to make some little desserts, but after the pig, Jonas would say "I want pig" and expect us to roll a ball of marzipan up for him to eat. He went through that block pretty fast, and it never was able to live out it's destiny as little desserts.
Hanging out with Grandma and Grandpa was of course the highlight for these guys.
At the transportation museum. It was really great. This really should have been a Nuremberg staple from the beginning.
And then it was time to head back home on the train to real life...
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