Munich – Home of Steffie, culture and art…
|Steffie’s Dad ‘Volka’|
Her father, Volka, came down from Lake Constanz to see us as well and we met her now live in boyfriend Moritz. He is at uni as well and not as smart as Steffie – he is doing Quantum Physics and we had a huge discussion the other night about his experiments with atoms, lazer light beams hitting them and measuring if they move and in what direction if any. As I said – dumb bugga. Just kidding – he is very switched on and interesting but also very practical in his thinking – as you would be when dealing with things as massive as atoms. His idea of the ideal car is a VW Van that you can sleep in as well as travel in with your friends to the mountains skiing etc. Hates BMW’s but time will change this as he is only 27 I am sure.
This is the in the Town Square and a massive building. These little characters which are larger than life size come out at 12.00 each day and move around the carousal thing to some dingie dongie music. Quite impressive and great crowds of people stand around to watch.
We all had separate times with Steffie as I was crook with a flu bug for two days and stayed in bed trying to shake it. Then I shared it with Ella who just ended with a sniffle and then Alby got it a little worse. He was resting while we all went out to BMW and Olympic Stadium. He had a massage on his legs and the pain has eased now. Will try and find him some more massages as we go along I think.
|Mini on Steriods|
Then we went up the TV tower thing (has a special name) but rises at 7m per second up 185 floors. A bit freaky – your ears pop about half way up. The view incredible and you can see the mountains of Switzerland from up there. There are also markers on the glass all the way round to tell you what you are looking at. Very well done.
A group photo on time release.
Steffie brought me this pretzel thing as I had never had one. They are delicious. The bit that goes across the middle is the best bit. More chewy than the outer ring. Covered in course salt and very moreish. You just keep nibbling. Everyone walks around the street with them and now I know why…
From the Tower we went to a beer garden up on the adjacent hill. Apparently, this whole area was bombed in WW2 (mind you which part of Germany was not bombed) and all the houses that were there at the time were piled up together in a heap of rubble and then grassed over the top. It is now an amazing park with lakes and stuff and all sorts of folks out exercising or sunbaking – thawing out more like it. So we had dinner and of course the time got away and before we knew it, it was 9.00pm and the sun just thinking about going down on another great day in Munich.
A very safe feeling city. Even late at night when old chicks in high heels are coming out of nightclubs etc you never feel unsafe. There are always heaps of people of trains even at 10 at night – everyone from little old ladies on their own to families. The mums with the designer prams give me the shits. Think they own the whole caboose – uuggh… So easy to get around and would be a great city to live in – young or old.
Ella took some photos on her camera, but just can’t find them. There were carriages made of gold and others showing the opulence he indulged in and the money he wasted. Alby reckons that’s why he went broke.
|Still amazed at what people eat…|
|Wet and cold in Munich|
We found the old markets in the centre of the city and for 2 euro brought two punnets of raspberries for my lunch – they were delicious and huge. There were lots of dogs out the second day and of course we loved seeing them. We had big bowls of soup the first day as it was freezing. But later in the week, more folks out in the beer gardens drinking and singing etc. A much lighter mood in the sunshine that is for sure.
This photo is for mum. There have been asparagus everywhere since we got to Europe – have never eaten so many of them. There are masses of the big fat white ones which Mum loves. We normally fight over the tinned ones, but they are not a patch of them fresh. You would love it Muzz…
Volker is the nicest man. He just turned 70 and despite his health issues, but walked for miles with us and is so gracious and just so sweet. I hope we get to see him again next time we are in this neck of the woods. Just loves Steffie and spoils her rotten she says. He is still working part time as an anaesthetist and until recently was lecturing as a professor of anaesthetistism. Very smart man and well informed on lots of subjects. His new hobby is to play the cello which he loves. It keeps him sane in between eating his 3 euro tv dinners and his wine and cheese. He has just planned and booked a ten day holiday for Steffie and her brother Sebastian to Russia and St Petersburg. After that holiday at the end of July Steffie will come to Italy for a few days with us which will be nice. She didn’t want to say good-bye to us in cold old Germany she reckons.
Well, just coming into the station for the change to Salzburg. Are on the fast train again and it is lovely again to see wide open spaces again flicking past at 200km an hour.
Bye for now.
EKA Travels – Ella, Kendall and Allby.