We came into the city early one day to have breakfast. Bavaria is famous for their weisswurst, or white sausage. It is a delicate veal sausage made with parsley and lemon, served boiled. We had some time to kill, however, as most places only open for "second breakfast" (and another reason why I love German culture...2 breakfasts! Also, 2nd breakfast is normally served with a beer) around 10 a.m. We wandered the market and some side streets, ate a pretzel in the morning sun until we could sit down.
Side streets near the market.
After 2nd breakfast, we took a long walk along the green Isar River and then cut over into the Englisch Garten.
We found another beer garden there overlooking Lake Kleinhesseloher.
Our last day in Munich we visited one final church; the Church of the Holy Spirit. It's a pint-sized church in comparison to the rest, but has a unique style and is jaw-droppingly ornate inside.
At the inside entrance of the church are these haunting figures: Death cutting the cord of Life.
A feast for the eyes. One could stand in this church for hours and still not see every detail.
We had read about the Bavarian sense of humor and warmth, but hadn't experienced it personally yet that week. With only a few hours left before heading to the airport, we stopped back at Schneider Weiss for one (or two) last hopped beers. We took the two open seats at this table where these gentleman were already seated. I leaned over and asked the older gentleman if he spoke any English. That's all it took to get an hour of entertainment from these "Bavarian Boys" (as they referred to themselves), old drinking buddies.
Me with Bernd. Quite a character.
Our train ride to the airport. Rain began to fall just as we boarded the train, closing out a week-long gap of sun and warmth in the Springtime in Bavaria.
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