First and Second Days in Kandern

After Grandpa picked us up from the airport and Jax and I settled in, Grandma and Grandpa wanted to show us the decorations from the festival that had happened that week.  Soon, we were marching down town to view these unique decorations before the town took them down.  Thankfully, we arrived just as they had begun to dismantle the art.  I am not sure what the significance of umbrellas is, as Kandern is a town known for pottery.  In fact, the town's crest, imbedded in the Blumen Platz is a yellow shield with a clay pitcher on it.

 

Umbrellas, umbrellas, oh, and more umbrellas

 

The crest of Kandern

Our first full day in Kandern happened to be fairly uneventful, which let Jax and I find our bearings around and in Kandern, setting the stage for long bike rides in the days to come. 

With this knowledge, Wednesday witnessed us hopping on Grandma and Grandpa's bikes and further exploring the area.  Jackson decided to follow the Kander for its course through Kandern.  I accidentally worked on my thigh muscles in attempting to find an alternative route to the house by going down into town and then climbing up over the hill behind Grandma and Grandpa's house.  When we finally swerved into the driveway, Grandma and Grandpa had begun sprucing up for the dinner they were to attend that night.  Because of this dinner, Jackson and I found our dinner at the Turkish "fast food" restaurant downtown.  We both finished our pizzas and found full contentment in a perfect finish of pineapple juice to wash it down.  (Yes, Gundlach's, I did have ananas juice.  Yum!)  It was the fitting finish to our first two days in the Valley of the Kander.