With a train to catch to Bochum, 3 hours north west, it was lucky we left plenty of time to drop off the car on Sunday. What seemed an easy exercise turned to total custard when we got caught up in the narrow, windy, steep cobbled streets of the Old City of Marburg. Dead end streets, corners too sharp to turn the little car we were in, barriers, and down town shoppers who did not appreciate a car driving down the street. However after numerous corners, 3 point turns, a bit of sweat we finally found the back entrance to the street we were looking for and dropped off the car.
After that it was a very relaxing train ride to Bochum.
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