For an organist and a chorister, a trip to Leipzig is a pilgrimage. J.S. Bach is buried at St. Thomas Kirche, where he directed music. A noonday service was in progress as we entered the church; the acoustics were wonderful.
Leipzig itself has been well restored. We enjoyed a lunch of curry-wurst on the market square. The story of this oddly famous dish is that a post-war German cook had only leftover British (army) curry to spice up the wurst he was able to scrounge. Noralynn suffered a fall here on uneven pavement. Her arm was sore and swollen for a few days, but is now healing nicely.
We stayed at a hotel in Dresden convenient to the downtown. Most buildings in the heavily bombed city had been restored, or at least rebuilt in a tastefully imitative style. But one communist era building had been retained on the market square, complete with mural. 
Dresden teems with churches, and porcelain. The Catholic cathedral has a chapel with a memorial Pieta and altar made of porcelain: the flames on the altar are a reminder of the city's destruction. There's also a block-long porcelain mural in which the historic leaders of Saxony are on parade.
We had an afternoon appointment to visit the "Green Vault": the
treasure collection of the Saxon kings. No pictures allowed, but the
number and richness of the objects was overwhelming (we returned the
next day for a visit to the "overflow" collection).
After our visit we
strolled around the city, admired the view, and then settled into a
gemütliche dinner: I had matjes (herring).
The next day, after the return visit to the Green Vault collection, we wandered some more, including a visit to the Zwinger palace. Gerhard successfully hunted down a favorite piece of cake, and the visit was capped by a short organ concert at the Kreuzkirche. 
