Well, we have been in Frankfurt for a while now. I have an excel file that keeps track of the passage of time while we are on our mission. We hit the 10% mark yesterday. That means that we still have 90% of our mission left, but it seem like it is going by way to fast. It might also mean that I should not keep track of things like that, but that is the way I am. But with the passage of time, we are starting to settle into the work. I have finally had some time to work on the blogging thing. The last couple of days I have been blasting a bunch of pictures out to the blogspot to attempt to get caught up. Now I will try to post more regularly and organize things better.




So here we go. Yesterday was Saturday and we went with the Eyre's back to Bad Homburg. There are two kinds of towns in Germany. The "good" towns do not have to have a prefix. However, the "bad" towns are required by law to display that prefix in the town name. Hence, the town of Homburg had to change its name to Bad Homburg. This bit of German history is false--but fun!




Anyway, we went back again to Bad Homburg. Oh, by the way, the "bad" prefix means that the town was known for it's natural "baths". The german word for "bath" is "bad". So much for building your german vocabulary. This time we went to the Kurpark. Kurpark means Curepark and is an area known for its mineral baths. I don't know if it started with the Romans, but throughout recorded history mankind has developed an appreciation for a good bath. I can respect the benefits they must have found. A bath is comforting, relaxing, cleansing, refreshing, and non-fattening. That is a good combination. Historically, people have believed that the mineral content of the springs in Bad Homburg would cure people's ills. Bad Homburg has a rich history of patrons who came here to soak up cures for the aches and pains. As a result of the benefits of the baths, Bad Homburg is said to have the most millionaires of any city in Germany.




So I decided to try the water. It is clearly loaded with mineral salts. I found the water interesting. Marilynn found it down right nasty and spit it out.











Kaiser Wilhelm the first liked the baths and this is his bath house and statue. I think he was trying to make a statement.












The Prince from Thailand came to try the baths. He must have liked it because he sent the people of Bad Homburg a couple of tokens of his appreciation. Here I am enjoying the Thai Sala--his first gift.












Below is Elder and Sister Eyre with Marilynn and I at the second Thai Sala.












This is the Elisabeth Bath.












The parks all over Europe are quite magnificent. They are full of mature old trees. I love this gnarly, old tree set in the park.












This fountain is named "the good samaritan". It is quite expressive and well done.