We were so relieved to be in the same town where our hotel reservations were! It was in that castle behind us to the left. We had called ahead to let them know we'd be late, and they left our rooms open with the keys inside. I guess the drawbridge drawer had drawn the drawbridge and wasn't coming back until the milkman delivered the milk, about dawn.A big room for the kids and an adjoining room for us (adjoining rooms don't actually exist in european hotels so it felt like incredible luxury here).
And Haribo for turndown service! I was so happy I could have cried.
And we went up to the restaurant and had dinner. And it was still warm. Rob began talking to the server and he was all confused until he figured out that we were the Americans he was waiting for. They had nearly given up on us, fearing that we'd gotten lost or fallen into a ravine somewhere en route. The guy at the next table just stared and stared at us. I think it was because we had four children, but it may have been because everything was happening there in English and German. Or because we're all so good-looking. Or that our manners were so refined.
Well, uh, probably not because of that.