Gehweiler Gehweiler was the tiny village in south Western Germany that we stayed in, the scenery isn't too dissimilar to home, rolling hills, more wooded than at home, and with more arable land rather than fields of beasts. There are no shops in the village, but there is a cigarette machine on every street. The local pub, run by the local postman, it only seems to open on weekend evenings. A pretty field of late autumn wildflowers, looking down into the village, the next village, Werden, can just be seen on the right, Werden is huge, it has a butcher and a hairdresser! A hunting hide on the edge of the forest, you gets your gun, wait up here and bang! Dinner is shot. There are hundreds of these hides along the forest edges. A monument, made from marble brought from five different countries, nobody seems to know why this had ended up here. The shrine at the top of the hill, this man came to live in the woods as a hermit after one of his children died, local rumour has it that he did not eat or drink and therefore must have been saintly. Seeing how kind and generous the locals are, it is much more likely that they brought him regular food parcels. The monument at the start of the peace road, there are lumps of rock like this across Germany, over the border and all the way to Moscow to signify the peace between Germany and Russia.