When I was a kid, my family lived in Belgium. My father was stationed at SHAPE in the ’80s, and when I wasn’t having nightmares about the Fulda Gap or “The Day After,” we traveled all over Europe.
The dense urban area between the Rhine and Neckar rivers is built on a simple grid system sometimes referred to as the Mannheim Quadrate. So finding your way around becomes an almost elementary task.
We’d entered this untamed forest by a path created not by the park service but worn into the ground by the footsteps of those who went in before us — some of whom never came out.
No matter what the ailment, from a backache to a raging hangover, the German town of Bad Homburg has what it takes to make you feel good again.
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