Taking a slightly different route through the Tauber valley along the river rather than straight up the wooded promontory where Rothenburg is perched, we passed a collection of small settlements that grew around the many mills including the Topplerschlรถsschen built by prominent city mayor, Heinrich Toppler (whom orchestrated an alliance with Ulm and two other cities along the Romantikstrasse Nรถrdlingen and Dinkelsbรผhl and was ultimately executed during a palace intrigue), during the fourteenth century as a summer retreat and to monitor milling enterprises.
The towers and steeples of the city were visible on the horizon during
the walk and grew as we approached the double stone bridge. The
skyline, the most developed and articulated one which is breathtaking
and must have been nothing sort of transfixing for medieval people
seeing it for the first time, had earned Rothenburg the title of the
“Franconian Jerusalem” since the age of the Crusades. Back in the city,
we visited the spacious Burggarten and walked along the medieval walls
back down to the Tauber valley, with a view of Detwang in the middle
distance.
synchronoptica
one year ago: foreign movie titles in Norway (with synchronoptica), an AI beauty contest from 1964, steaming footage from the International Space Station, wistful nostalgia for a a time and place one has never known plus a banger from Robert Palmer
seven years ago: transit fare-strikes plus the Swiss cheese cartel
eight years ago: an executive order to protect bigotry, crossing paracosms plus the unacknowledged privilege of not having to sit to pee
nine years ago: US-EU trade accords plus bursts of activity
twelve years ago: the European Space Agency explores Jupiter’s moons
