Munich 🇩🇪

It made me smile that our hotel in Munich shared a name with my dear late grand-père, Augustin. I can't imagine his reaction at such a modern, vibrant, bustling place. We thought the surf-themed lobby was random. 🌊🏄‍♀️🚙

At breakfast, we were surrounded by Swifties, there to see a concert that weekend. We would hear a North American accent, and a sparkly cowboy boot or an arm full of bracelets would surely follow. Eras t-shirst were ubiquitous. The breakfast itself was worth writing home about:🥚🌭 there were Le Creusets full of eggs, and frightening white sausages. There were yogurts, cheeses, dried fruits, nuts, and muesli as far as the eye could see, and the German bread and jam game is next level. 🥖🥨🥐🫐🍒🍓We fueled up and made the most of our three days. 

We visited Dachau, the first WWII concentration camp. With our kids, ages 12 and 14, we walked around the enormous memorial site, heavy with emotion for the people who suffered and died there. There was a lot to read, see, and think about as we made our way through different buildings. Photos, videos, and artifacts told the stories of horrifying cruelty. Although there were hundreds of other travellers from all over the world there, it was quiet and sombre, and there was a sense of shared grief, and humanity. We will continue to reflect on it. 

The modern art museum in Munich was a mental palate cleanser. We saw Picassos, Dalis, and a dizzying range of expression. 🖼️  We shook our heads at the cool, comical, and challenging exhibits. Ask me about the walk video someday. 🤣

We traveled around the city by subway 🚊 and clued in that paying for fares is totally optional. The toll gates are open, which is great. We rode e-bikes around Englischer Garten, stopping to watch the surfers 🏄🏄‍♀️ that line up to ride the consistent wave at the Eisbach River. So cool. 

  

We tried a different beer garden every day, where there was always a jolly crowd and plenty of great snacks— baked pretzels 🥨, fresh corn 🌽, bbq 🍗, salads 🥗, and sausages 🌭. We did a hurried walk through the oldest beer hall, Hofbräuhaus, just in time to listen to the rocking band. It was too packed to stay for long, but I’d love to return in the off-season someday. 🍻 I’d also like to time it right to get in on the monthly rollerblade event. The city blocks certain main streets and thousands of people skate around together. What a vibe. 🛼