Checking in commenced with more charades and some choppy German, but as always we were met with patience and only a few laughs. When we went to bed that night we had no idea what to expect. We still hadn't seen the village in daylight, and had no idea how far up we were or even what was outside of our windows. And when the sun rose...wow. Looking out I saw the village wrapped around below us, a brightly-painted hub of life tucked into a tight ring of green wilderness. And straight ahead--the Wernigerode Castle.
We hiked up the mountain to see the castle (and for the sheer enjoyment of hiking), and here are some pictures I got before my camera (unfortunately) died:
Katherine leading the way.
Val, Nat, Katherine, and Brandon. A great traveling group. Although maybe Brandon wasn't quite prepared for this picture.
Wernigerode, as seen from the castle walls.
The back side of the castle (we had such a wonderful view of the front, but alas, my camera batteries did not fare that well).
A panorama courtesy of Katherine.