Friday, January 3, 2014

Dresden

The Royal Palace of Saxony

 Dresden is a beautiful city.  You would never know it had been bombed to smithereens by the US in 1945.  I'm not sure they have "forgiven" us.  Our local guide commented on how "unnecessary" it was to bomb Dresden at the end of the war, but those of us who had just come from Warsaw had no sympathy for Dresden.  The bombing was the price they paid for supporting Adolph Hitler and letting him make war on the U.S.A.  Never a good thing to do, at least back then.  I suspect that if Hitler had lived in today's world,  the results probably would have been different.  The English no longer have the backbone they showed in the Battle of Britain, and the US is sick to death of war.

We began our first day in Dresden with a guided tour.  I mentioned the guide kept ragging on about what happened to Dresden.  After we entered the Zwinger, she had a local woman tell us all about the horrors she endured when she was a little girl, during the bombing of Dresden,   I couldn't really understand what she was saying, and I felt sorry for what she endured as a child, but I refuse to accept the collective guilt she tried to lay on us.   WE DIDN'T START THE WAR!  The Germans loved Hitler and supported him as their Fuhrer (leader).  They stood by and let the Nazis discriminate against the Jews, harass the Jews, take their property, and confiscate their businesses.   So they claim they didn't know about the murders.  They closed their eyes to it. 

That was then, this is now.  Dresden has recovered from the war and the subsequent Communist Era, and been completely rebuilt.  It is a beautiful and charming city.

People raved about the Green Vault in the Royal Palace.  I thought it was okay, but the Imperial Treasury in Vienna puts this little place to shame.  Plus, in the Green Vault they didn't allow pictures, which is my pet peeve.  The Hofburg Palace in Vienna let us take pix of all the treasury but wouldn't allow pictures in the Sissy Museum.

In Dresden we were blessed with great weather.  We were docked on the Elbe, May 16, BEFORE the floods came.  On 6/6 the Elbe overflowed its banks.  For the rest of our trip we would be taking the path of the floods, but before they got there. 
The map shows the map of our two river cruises.  We started in Dresden and finished at the Black Sea. 
Below we have a picture of the day we were there, and a picture of the flood.  It is the same bridge, but on the other side of the river.




Thursday, January 2, 2014

Eastern Europe to the Black Sea - BUDAPEST



Budapest - Castle Hill and the Chain Bridge at night
The Chain Bridge at night in Budapest
Last June Bob and I added another cruise tour to our East Germany cruise on the Elbe.  When we finished the previous tour in Berlin, we caught a train to Prague to begin our next adventure - Eastern Europe to the Black Sea.  After 4 days in Prague, in the rain, we traveled to Bratislava, Slovakia, where we had a tour and lunch - very neat little town, although Rick Steves didn't think too much of it!


Matthias Church and Fishermen's Bastion
We drove on to Budapest and arrived in the late afternoon.  We got settled in on the ship (the River Concerto), had a delicious welcome dinner, and enjoyed the sights of Budapest at night.
We had 3 Program Directors on this cruise.  Ours was Sorin, Crupa, the most adorable PD I've ever had.  He was just a baby, still in his 20's, handling a group of 40 old farts.  And he did it brilliantly.  I even tipped him more than I usually do! All 3 program directors were Romanian. Only Christian was old enough to tell us about life under the Communists.  His grandfather had a fairly prosperous farm and the Communists just came in and took it.   In Bucharest, Romania, we met  a man who had participated in the Revolution in 1989.  He was only 14 at the time, but filled with a deep desire to drive the Russians out of Romania.  They didn't seem to have a problem with communism, so much as with the Russians.  The Russians were hated and despised, all over the Eastern bloc.

That was a recurring theme all over Eastern Europe.  Over here we thought it was the fall of Communism; it was really just the fall of the USSR as they got booted out of the countries they had enslaved for 44 years.   Romania is the breadbasket of eastern Europe, but the Romanians starved because the Russians sent everything back to Russia.  We heard the same thing from the Poles on our first cruise.  In Germany we were shocked to find out some East Germans miss the old days, when life was "simple and easy."  In Budapest, our local guide told us "under communism we had a nice life, even though we could not speak freely.  Now we can speak freely but we have no life."  I wish we could have had a much longer conversation with the locals we met.  They have a totally different perspective than we do. 

Budapest is a gorgeous city and I thoroughly enjoyed our rain-free days there.  We had a city tour by bus, where we drove down Andrassy Ut. to Heroes Square, and on to the thermal baths.  I wish we had been able to return to the baths - they are supposed to be phenomenal!

The Széchenyi Thermal Baths
Instead, we went on an optional of the House of Terror, a place that under the commies, if you went in you didn't come out.
I didn't care for the museum but it did include more sights in the city, primarily Liberty Square.
Each room in the museum had a handout, in English, to explain the circumstances of what we saw.  Unfortunately, we had no time to read anything before we were off to the next room.  I brought all the papers home and still have not finished them.
Hungary has an interesting history.  They allied with Germany in WWI, and when they lost the war they lost 2/3 of Hungarian territory.  Then in WWII Hungary was caught between the aggressive Nazis and the hated communists, so they again sided with the Germans and paid the price for it when the US handed Eastern Europe over to the Soviets after the war.

The Berlin Wall falling was actually partly the result of the Hungarians allowing immigration to the  West.  It was a chink in the armor of Soviet power which gave hope to the people.  The Germans sent the Hungarians a part of the Berlin Wall in gratitude.