But he was game, too, so we signed up and got up and went, along with about 48 other hearty souls. (Needless to say, most of them had gray hair!)
The night before we'd gathered our things, made a sandwich, charged the phones, charged the camera.
On the train platform here in Vegesack, I got out the camera to take a picture - no juice! What's wrong?? Well, no battery!! Werner had packed away the charger not realizing the battery was still in it! Oh well, at least I still had the phone.....
The trip is 2 1/2 hours by train, (at least 2 by car -- worth it), so we read the paper, read our books, looked out the window, talked with our fellow travellers. The time flew by and we arrived in Emden. Please notice we had sunshine! Blue skies! But notice the shadows, too. Our sun is still low in the sky.
"Kunstlerkinder" - Children of Artists - was the exhibit - artists' portraits of their own children. Some were what you'd expect, some were rather weird (they are artists, after all), and a few even a bit disturbing. The curators had tracked down the now older children in some of the more recent portraits to get their thoughts then and now on the art and that was interesting, too! Most were perfectly OK with then and now. Might as well. We all know how our parents love embarrassing us...
I particularly like the one of the boy - MUST be a boy! - hanging over the door. Hayden? Hunter?
The black and white double portrait top left is by Picasso of his children Paloma and Claude, done entirely with his thumb - mostly thumb prints. Cool.
The guided tour was first class, we had a lovely lunch at the café next door, and a relaxing trip home. This was our first such group tour and we will certainly do it again. It's so easy having someone else do all the arranging and so easy to take the train instead of driving yourself.
Yet another day to put in the bottle.
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