After a long rest from my flight Barbara took me to her school, where I enjoyed a nice coffee while she met with a professor. Then we were off to the Residenz, where the Prince Bishop of Wurzburg used to live. We walked around the garden and admired the ice sculptures that had formed around the fountains. It was quite lovely.
Some very lovely trees. The one below seems sewn together.
Barbara on the oldest bridge in Wurzburg. The statues are from 1720 but the original bridge was built in 1120. Barbara was telling me that Prague and Wurzburg have a long standing argument over who has the older bridge. 1120. America is a giant toddler.