This is the blog of Mark Wordsworm, the travelling worm. I’m a 25-year-old bookmark and can proudly boast my own Hallmark serial number, 95 HBM 80-1. You’ll probably want to read all about me and my Travelling Companion (the TC).
Today’s travel notes
Me and the TC are in Wiesbaden, Germany, where she will be attending a conference for the next few days. We took advantage of some free time before the conference started, to see this spa town in its autumn colours.
My impressions? Quiet beauty and comfort.
L’Art Sucré, Am Römertor 7, Wiesbaden, for chocolate treats and other süßen Kleinigkeiten.
The book I’m in
The Rivers of London, by Ben Aaronovitch. Funny, full of action, with a touch of darkness and not a little magic.
Dress in layers for an autumnal Wiesbaden. It’s surprisingly warm during the day.
Me at Kochbrunnen in Wiesbaden, German. This is one of the spas in the town. You can actually drink the water, from a couple of spouts in the little pavilion visible in this photograph. The TC, cautious as she is, did not try it.
The Heidenmauer, a Roman wall built by the emperor Valentinian in 364 AD:
Some architecture that’s slightly newer: Der Eimer (The Bucket) seems squished and skew amongst the other buildings:
Autumn leaves on the walk towards the Nerobergbahn:
The Nerobergbahn is a water-powered funicular railway that takes you up the Neroberg hill in the middle of Wiesbaden. It was opened in 1888. Here is the Nerobergbahn carriage at its top station:
Before the carriage goes down the hill, its water tanks are filled with water to make sure it is heavier than the upward-bound carriage. It then pulls the other carriage up the hill on a steel cable. The water is discharged at the bottom of the hill, and pumped back up to the top.
The driver carefully monitors the water meter on the way down the hill:
Passing the other carriage:
A view of Wiesbaden from the top of the Neroberg:
That’s all for today, dudes.