Wetzlar, or is it? It is.

I arrived in Wetzlar in the late morning.  The weather was a little cool but once I got moving around it felt nice.  Wetzlar is located just east of the center of Germany.  Like many German towns Wetzlar is quite old and even has Roman remnants. 

This is where Wetzlar is.

  
I was getting hungry.  As luck would have it, I was just in time for the lunch buffet at the Asien Perle.  Their buffet runs from 11:30am to 2:30pm and only costs 6,80 €.  The buffet was similar to an American Mongolian Grill.  They also offer entree dishes but I was hungry. http://asienperle-wetzlar.de/index.php/home

Yummy!

 Next I wanted to go see the Wetzlar Cathedral that everyone was recommending to me.  The building of the church began in 1230 and is still not totally complete (it lacks a northern bell tower).  Because of how long the process of building it has taken, the church reflects many different styles of architecture.  During WWII it was partially damaged and had to be repaired.  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wetzlar_Cathedral

Wetzlar Cathedral

 

Inside of the Wetzlar Cathedral

Next I went to the Fantastic Library of Wetzlar.  It is one of the world's largest libraries that focuses on fantasy literature.  The library has over 150,000 items including books, magazines, and other rare collections.  The library is open to the public as well as the academic world.  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phantastische_Bibliothek_Wetzlar

The Fantastic Library

It was kind of nerdy.

It was an interesting side of Germany that I hadn't seen much of yet.  

Suddenly... I woke up.  I was in a hospital bed.  I didn't know what was happening.  Doctors and nurses were running into my room shouting orders.  They asked me if I could remember anything.  All I could come up with were these flashbacks of a trip I took to Germany.  One of the doctors had a concerned expression on his face.  

-"Mr. Burch,  you never made it to Germany.  Your plane crashed over a field in Pennsylvania in an act of terrorism.  You were the only survivor.  You've been in a coma for nearly twelve years." 

I didn't even know what to think.  None of this made any sense.  And then suddenly I saw my nurse's nametag: