"I Feel Like a Tin of Peas" a Bingen am Rhein Travel Page by antistar

I was pretty disappointed by Bingen. It felt more like a tourist processing plant than a real town. It was ugly, packed with tourists and hotels, and had a noisy train line cutting straight through the center of the town. The train was particularly horrible, passing through every 15 minutes or so, and drowning out all conversation at the cafes along the Rhein due to its close proximity. Tourists herded themselves like cattle from one uninspiring sight to another, although most seemed to be queuing up to leave on one of the many Rhein boats, which was exactly the reason I was there for.

Bingen is a small town, almost a village, on the banks of the Rhein, at the point where joins with the Nahe. It is directly opposite the much prettier, although still as touristy, Rüdesheim. There are a few sights of interest scattered about, and an absolute abundance of hotels, cafes and restaurants, all customised for the lowest common denominator of the mass tourist trade. I shouldn't be too scornful, as I was certainly one of those tourist masses herding myself onto the boats up the river Rhein.