Halfway through the one hour drive to Dresden, I stopped at Castle Weesenstein. I paid a small fee, hoping that this would allow me access to the gardens. I crossed a bridge into the courtyard. I used a barcode reader with the card that the cashier gave me, which prompted the door to open automatically. I walked through the museum. There wasn't much to see, though I did catch a description that Hitler had chosen the castle as a location to create an art museum with art that had been stolen, mostly from the Jews.
The exit of the museum brought me right back to where I had begun. I crossed the bridge again and was able to discover the path to the garden. The view of the castle was magnificent. I enjoyed watching the insects.
My hotel was adjacent to Frauenkirche Dresden. I walked on over and went inside. It was extraordinary.
I walked to the Furstenzug mural and beyond, until I reached the Zwinger courtyard complex, which was very heavily under construction.
On the middle day of the trip, I took the day off. On the last day, I decided to buy a museum day pass, pass. The only one that was not covered by this was The Green Vault. You need to arrive at a specified time. I made my appointment for 1:00 PM. I began the day going across the bridge and visited the Museum of Saxon Folk Art with Puppet Theater Collection. It was just two small rooms. I was not impressed.
The next stop was the Zwinger complex. First was the Old Masters Picture Gallery. I liked it.
Next door is the Mathematisch-Physikalischer Salon, which featured some neat measurement devices in a handful of rooms.
The third point in the Zwinger triangle is Porzellansammlung, a porcelain museum that was better than expected. I liked the white porcelain especially.
Across the street was Dresden Castle, which housed several more museums, including the Green Vault. My Vault appointment was a bit later, so I went around the three other floors of museums.
While I was leaving, I entered the second inside courtyard, which while pretty, was also fenced off for parking.
Near my hotel is the Albertinum gallery, which I had decided would be my final stop of the day. Upon entering, I sat down for some coffee at the cafe. Since every other coffee shop gave small coffee cups, I decided to order two coffees. Instead of small, they were delivered in humongous mugs. I was in a predicament. I could either look like the foolish foreigner and leave a whole bunch of unfinished coffee, leaving the waitress to wonder about the nutty guy from abroad, or drink as much as I could. I chose the latter.
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