Friday, November 28, 2014

Travels Day four

I love European breakfast!

After breakfast we headed for Kloster Ebstorf. We arrived there about 11:15.

There were several beautiful pieces of furniture in the entry room.

We were told that it was closed for the season and we couldn't see it. After awhile, and a little whining, we each used the toilet while the others continued chatting with this lady, who, we found out later, was the Abbes, the head one, of the Kloster. These Klosters were Catholic Convents before the reformation but are mostly Luthern Klosters now. She went to get someone that could speak English and proceeded to take us in and show us some of the things they have there.she wanted us to have "something" for our long journey. The one that spoke English, one of the Dames (Nun to the Catholic version) was very interested, personally, in the request that Jonalee had and would have gone up to dig it out of storage but the head one said no. Jonalee will have to write a formal request and may get pictures. 
On to the next stop. 
Along the way, we saw these small campers pulled off to the side of the road. They were painted with hearts on them and had red glow sticks hanging from the mirror in the front window.
Yes, and it is legal.  

About 2:00 we arrived at the Kloster in Walsrode. Jonalee had an appointment to meet someone there between 1:00 and 3:00. We went in and rang the bell on the building that looked like the main one.
Later, we found out that this was the right building after all. 
We needed to go inside and down the hall to ring the bell for her apartment. 

No one answered. We walked around. Saw this very interesting building.

It is not a right angle. 

We continued on an rang bells. We even went in the outer door and called "Hello!" quite loudly.
We went out the gate and met someone coming in but she didn't speak English and didn't know about an appointment. We went to the church. A young man, practicing the violin, didn't know either but directed us to the pastor. We rang his bell. Jonalee went back to the car to get the name of the person we were to meet. The pastor called her and she came to meet us. She was visiting with her cousin, Margaret, and her friend and the were having "too much fun" to hear our calls....we had been in the
right building. They have apartments in the large building so we would have had to ring her bell. She, and her cousin, are my new friends. We had a real good chat while Jonalee and Nathan took pictures! 
Margaret is a retired teacher so we had lots to chat about. 
Very good, and productive, stop. 

The chapel.

 The shrine.

Close up of the shrine.

Close up of the flowers in the shrine. 

Henretta, Jonalee, Rita, and Margaret

We left about 4:00 and headed for Rheine.
We wanted to go to the same hotel that we stayed at last trip because of good memories. Sometimes you just can't go back! The hotel didn't answer the buzzer so we went to the restaurant. They had reservations until 10:00! They were very helpful in calling the hotel and we did get in but the memories were no longer true....the cost was way too much so we moved on, ate at MacDonald's and
asked the GPS to find us a hotel. This one was right in the center of town as we had to stay near the
train station last trip. 
We did find a hotel near by but they, too, were very expensive but he was so nice to call another place for us. We still had to take two rooms but it was about half the price. The rooms were nice, small, with a sink and shower. The toilet was just down the hall. Without the company of Jonalee and Nathan, I pulled out my project and stamped. Got a lot finished. 

Did I mention it was COLD. That is my wrap, doubling as a blanket!

There is my stamping stuff on the tiny table.

We had a nice mini version of the breakfast buffet.
Off to Kloster Bentlage, another place we had good memories from last trip. This time we didn't have
to walk all the way in as when we took the bus. Nathan was able to drive in there.
We did walk around but the museum wasn't open and they were having a wedding there.

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