Frankenstein, Germany

After 17 years, Mitch FINALLY gets to take his family back to where he served his LDS mission in Eastern Germany. We have been married for almost 14 years and I have heard soooooooooooooooooo many stories about his mission, I felt like sometimes I was there. We decided to make our homebase outside of Dresden and then make some visits to the various cities he served in for 2 years.

Yesterday we arrived in Dresden by train only to rent a car and drive to a little town called Frankenstein. There are no monsters here and it is like stepping out of the hustle bustle of city life into a nice, clean, refreshing, country life. We decided to stay about 45 minutes outside of Dresden on a small farm where the kids can feed the chickens, sheep, rabbits and eat fresh strawberries and other veggies right out of the garden. We also can drink some nice clean, well water. Oh, can you just picture it?

Here are some pictures to show you just what I mean.

The large white and brown, barn looking building is the house. We are staying in a nice renovated apartment upstairs.

The green field is where Mitch and I ran this morning first thing along the path through rolling hills of GREEN. We even ran by the forest that looked as if Hansel and Gretal were trying to find their way home.

Ofcourse, we had to take a picture of one of Frankenstien signs.

The first picture is of Mitch eating what we would call a "gyro" but it is really called a dooner (this is not how you really spell it, but it is close.) Mitch wanted to take this picture especially for his brother Daniel. You see, Daniel served in Germany also and wants to come back to visit, but hasn't had a chance to. Daniel loves dooners. So this picture is of one brother rubbing it in to another brother..........how I get pooled into these "brotherly love" antics is beyond me. Anyways, we had a dooner in Freiberg today and it was hmmmm good! We love ya Daniel!

The picture of Mitch standing in front of a whitish building is a sentimental one. This was Mitch's first apartment that he lived in on his mission in his very first city, Freiberg. He literally drove right to it after all these years. Way to go, babe! The building was drab grey back then since it was only a year and a half after the wall came down.

So stay tuned for more pictures. We are having a ball!