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    • Day 6

      Last day

      July 19 in Germany ⋅ ⛅ 29 °C

      A lovely sunny last day here in Munich for us!
      We visited the city centre for the last time, stopping at the Residenz garden for our picnic lunch 🥙 then we made our way to Westpark which had many beautiful gardens including a very pretty Chinese garden.

      In the evening Christian picked us up and we were invited to their place for dinner. They put on a delicious BBQ for us and we had a wonderful time chatting together ⭐️

      Big thanks to Hans and Franz for letting us look after their apartment for the week so we could enjoy this beautiful city! I’m sure we will be back sometime soon 💛
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    • Day 3

      Schloss Nymphenburg 🏰🦢

      April 9, 2023 in Germany ⋅ ☁️ 10 °C

      Mit dem Auto ging es nun in die Stand München. Beziehungsweise an den Rand der Stadt. Ins Schloss Nymphenburg 🏰. Es war von 1715 bis 1918 Sommersitz der Kurfürsten und Könige von Bayern aus dem Haus Wittelsbach und Alternative zur Residenz in der Innenstadt. Meiner Meinung nach ähnelt der Baustil dem Schönbrunn und Wien oder dem Versailles in Paris. Es gehört zu den grössten Schlössern in Deutschland. Wir haben zuerst die Gärten besucht, dieser ist bekannt durch seine Schwäne 🦢 und Enten🦆. Es ist auch möglich mit einer echten venezianischen Gondel 🛶 zu fahren. Dies fanden wir dann doch etwas befremdlich. Nach dem Garten ging es ins Schlossinnere. Hier waren etwa 20 Räume zu besichtigen unter anderem den Geburtsraum von König Ludwig II. 🤴🏻 Vor dem Schlossbesuch ging es noch in die Schlosswirtschaft Schwaige. Es gab wieder einmal Bretzel 🥨, Münchner Fleischpflanzerl, Bier 🍺und Wurstsalat.Read more

    • Day 5

      4 May: HopOn HopOff Day

      May 4 in Germany ⋅ ☁️ 16 °C

      Today I had booked a HopOn HopOff bus around Munich. We set off on the U-Bahn subway into town (Des wanted a window seat so she could look at the view), and hopped on the bus.

      The first part of the ride was mostly office and apartment buildings as you might expect, so when the bus got to Schloss (Castle) Nymphenburg we hopped off. Good move!!

      This was the King of Bavaria’s summer palace. We spent most of the day there, and as you can see from the photos, it’s stunning. Beautiful rooms, an amazing collection of porcelain, a fantastic museum of state carriages and gold horse regalia, and a geranium house full of geranium shapes and sizes I’ve never seen. And there were other palaces in the grounds that we didn’t see.

      We’re both a bit knackered tonight - 14,590 steps today according to my watch!

      Day trip by train to Salzburg in Austria tomorrow - Mozart’s birthplace.
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    • Day 31

      Grey Skies, Brown House

      January 6 in Germany ⋅ 🌧 3 °C

      We braved the grey skies to visit the Nymphenburg Palace (which, to be fair, was a summer residence so our judginess was probably a bit OTT) & the NS-Dokumentationszentrum Munchen (there go my limited characters) which was uber interesting.Read more

    • Day 15

      Nymphenburg Palace is no Versailles

      August 1 in Germany ⋅ ☁️ 28 °C

      Last time I was in Munich (March 2015) it was the end of winter, cold and I spent most of my stay exploring the old town. On this short stay I decided to venture out to Nymphenburg Palace… cause well, nymphs right? Taking the tram out there after a little sleep in I bought the multiple palace ticket allowing me full access to the complex.

      The main palace building was a little underwhelming to be honest. The main hall was nice and all, but with sparse decoration it was just a bit bland. Like once you’ve walked the mirrored hall in Versailles the bar is set pretty high on what your palace should look like. The palace was also very hot as the Germans think air conditioning destroys everything, so instead it’s full of humid air and sweaty bodies.

      One interesting room was the Ludwing’s gallery of beauties. He commissioned the room to be full of paintings of beautiful women from all classes of life. It was open to the public back then - I guess a tinder of its time?

      The gardens were more like fields which were relaxing and had nice little streams and big statement piece canals and lakes. Very relaxing to wander through and even spotted some small deer grazing in the fields.

      I visited 3 other ‘castles’ on the grounds which were just small houses really. One had a bath the size of a swimming pool in its basement. Another was to take rest while walking the grounds. Such the life of a royal.

      After a couple or hours wandering I was hungry (bordering on hangry) so left the grounds and make a bee line to the nearest cafe. Speaking of bees - I thought we humans were killing them all? They are however in abundance in Germany and have been attracted to my sunscreen, chasing me all over the place.

      Now time for some cheesecake and a drink before heading back into the old town.
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    • Day 6

      Nymphenburg Palace Munchen

      April 1, 2023 in Germany ⋅ 🌧 50 °F

      The skies were definitely moody as we explored the summer palace for the Bavarian royal court. Beautiful grounds and building, had a great time despite the gale force winds. So many swans, very friendly overall.Read more

    • Day 4

      If the weather’s good, we go hiking

      January 19, 2020 in Germany ⋅ ☁️ 2 °C

      “If the weather’s good, we go hiking” but the weather’s not.

      It’s Sunday with a forecast of snow and rain and clouds. Franz has other things to do. It’s a slow morning for me, with a laptop and coffee. BASIC, the grocer I stopped at last night, has simply delightful brand-name coffee that I make too strong with a coffee maker that hasn’t been used in a year – which results in one cup of coffee despite putting in two cups of water – one very strong cup of coffee. I love sipping it as the snow falls. There’s no internet, which makes less distractions and a great time for journaling.

      Sunday’s in Munich are for quiet things, relaxing things. No loud noises or construction allowed. Brauhausen and restaurants are mostly open, yet most other stores are closed. The Bayerish museums are all only 1E. aI want to see a castle. Nypmhenburg Schloss is next to the Museum Mensch und Natur, and there’s a forest behind it. With the snow falling, even the apartments nearby are gorgeous. What will Nymphenburg look like? I decide to head to the Castle between snowfalls, put on my jacket and head for the bike.

      Yet the bike has a flat! Pumping it does nothing, and I have no tools to fix it. The bike store nearby is closed because it is Sunday. Maybe there are tools in the whonung, yet I don’t know where they are and I have a plan for Nymphenburg, with only a small break in the snow before it retuns in the afternoon. I return the bike and head out on foot.

      Going on foot is a great idea. For this moment the sun is shining, snow is out, and walking lets me wander wherever my feet take me – so around Olympiapark and up to the hill I go. It’s gorgeous to look down at all the snow, yet the Mountains are hidden behind the snow-clouds. They will return soon, so I soon continue on my journey.

      Olympiapark is huge. Many people are running along all the paths. Groups of locals and tourists are walking, sightseeing, enjoying time with their hund, or doing whatever people do on a Sunday in Olympia Park. I just wander. There’s a tiny church and a farmer’s museum that looks like preservation means “just let it sit there with the doors open” because the doors of the church are open. There’s no heat, just paintings of Mary and many saints and a cross underneath a tinfoil ceiling – as if this church is hiding it’s Cross from something above – but what? And why? No one is there to tell me. I continue. There’s a tent event-centre: closed today. A city-farm with sheep and horses. A school for theatre and performances. It’s snowing again. The afternoon snow arrived early.

      I’m only halfway to Nymphenburg. The half-waypoint to Nymphenburg, for me, is where a blouvard to the castle begins, with lanes for cars and people separated by a canal “Canal Grande”. There’s a memorial here – something from years before Canada was created and dedicated to someone I was never taught about in school – and it’s gorgeous in the snow yet I have no idea what it is. On a map, I can see this would offer a direct view to Nymphenburg, yet today it offers only the most romantic picture of falling snow over water, with ancient bridges across the Canal – ducks and swans still playing away as people pass by in winter coats. I’m covered in snow. After so much hiking and cold weather, I decided to bring to Germany layers for warmth instead of winter coats. I’m only in Munich for a month or so, and all cities are famous for having warm spaces to hide in; here you can run from brauhaus to brauhaus the way summer-Australians run from air-conditioning to air-conditioning. For winter-hiking, layers are great because you need less warmth while moving. Standing outside is cold. I didn’t pack for that.

      The walk along the Canal is beautiful, yet long. The snow layers on my jacket. I become a snow-man as it sticks to me. I move more and stand still less. None of the other people walking have such layers of snow – do they know something I don’t? Did they only just come out of their house? Is there some special property of their jacket that makes things better? I have no idea, I just keep walking.

      As I approach Nymphenburg the snow lessens. It clears enough for me to see the castle, surrounded by canals and water, which is surrounded by a parking lot big enough for Walmart, which is surrounded by what used to be walls yet now house brauhausen and offices. I am astonished by both Nymphenburg and the parking lot. In Munich, I have not seen large surface parking lots as in Canada. I assumed there were less cars, and more parking underground. Here at Nymphenburg I am surrounded by a Disney-land style parking area, fully equipped with bus drop offs and Asian tourists. It’s a strangely familiar situation, made more amusing because of a comment a German working in Canada told me before I left: “You’ll love it, my Canadian aunt does. She says all of Europe is just like Disneyland.” In this moment, it is like Disneyland – at least for parking.

      The Castle is beautiful. It’s no ancient medieval thing, with stone towers and arrow-slits, it’s much more renaissance. Flat and boxy, in a Florentian style I will learn more about inside on the information panels. Italy keeps returning to the stories of Bavaria which I hear and read about, yet manifesting in a way that I am told is “Bayerish, not at all Italian”. I warm up inside the giftshop and absorb it all. Every giftshop has German biersteins, even here in the former seat of aristocracy. There’s also candle-holders inspired by crowns and in between is the history the place, a tale told in a side-room that you need to seek out between the kitsch, cash-registers and Nymphenburg museum admission prices, yet I’m not here to see the family jewels. Instead I notice something on the panels: the park inside Nymphenburg was originally made for aristocracy to hunt game in their backyard. The entire space is designed and man-made, yet supposedly feels wild, and from the Map it looks like a cross between map-art and a landscape designer’s dreamscape. I must explore.

      I walk and walk and walk. I’m not looking for anything in particular yet I’m greeted by a winter wonderland the likes I’ve only seen in Disney movies. The woods don’t feel wild by Canada standards, yet intentional in a way Canadian forests aren't either – As if Canadians build around forests, trying to let them feel natural even as we encroach them with McMansions, and here it is “city first, forest after” – giving the entire thing the feeling of a living painting – a well curated site-specific experience with many viewpoints. Several of which become obvious as three or four people all stop and takes pictures from a slightly different angle. I can’t blame them, in fact I joined right in.

      I dried out on this cold walk. As I neared my end to the walk I discovered the most magical thing: The Palmhaus. A botanical garden filled with palms, along with an outdoor palmtree themed café serving fuerzangerbowle, mulled wine that warms everything inside you especially with nothing else in your belly. I continue on, filled with a fuzzy feeling that happens when you’re slightly tipsy on beauty and rum-filled mulled wine.

      As soon as I open the doors to the museum I am overloaded with noise. THERE ARE SO MANY PEOPLE IN THE MUSEUM. Parents, children, families, tourists – everyone is here exploring, pointing, laughing, screaming. There’s a coatroom and a lunchroom and a café and an gift-shopkiosk and an admissions desk and they’re all connected to the same single room with high cielings and hard surfaces and it’s every audio engineer’s worst nightmare as sounds echos from the ground to the ceiling and off the walls and into my head, yet I’m here and I’ve had a fantastic day and admission is only 1E, or 3.5E with the special exhibit, so I get my admission quickly, drop off my coat and head inside.

      It’s a really great museum. It’s got everything the Royal BC Museum does, but crammed together in a building older than the federation of Canada. You can slow down and take in every exhibit, yet I decide to let crowds be my guide for where not-to-go, and speed through areas with lots of people. It means I speed through the animal exhibit, where a different stuffed or prosthetic animal has it’s own interactive exhibit every meter. Many of them are the same as in Canada, but harder to understand in German. I count myself lucky to move on. There’s an incredible special exhibit on the beginning of time that no one is in. I understand enough to get the drift; I’m enraptured by a story of an underground experiment to determine what happens to the day/night cycle or people without sunshine. Turns out most people have an internal clock just slightly longer than 24 hours. As I wander through the museum, there’s something distinctly Bayerish about it: the modern scholars are all German, sitting beside all the same historic ones I learned about in school. There’s an exhibit on Bruno, Bear JJ1, the first bear to wander out of the Alps into Germany in almost 100 years. He was loved until he found out livestock was an easy lunch. After much hubbub, he was put down in June of 2006. I understand better why Europeans think bears are dangerous and Canadians are more relaxed. German bear-stories are scary.

      I leave the Museum and I’m glad to be back in the quiet cold people don't hang out in cold and maybe neither do clouds because, the sun is out. Half the snow is melted. I wander towards Hirschgarten Biergarten, where there in summer there at sometimes 15,000 people. Today, there are not so much. I have a beer outside around a fire (brilliant idea) while watching a German version of curling. It's more drop-in than league plan and I think about playing in the future with a beer. It could be fun. For now, I head toward the city-centre. There’s a pub and a board-game meetup I want to get to, yet when I arrive it’s early for the meetup and late for my energy. I have a beer, a burger, and a quiet time. When the meetup begins, I’m full of an American-style German burger that’s a great imitation of something that I don’t think exists here, I’m content, slightly sleepy, and in the mood to get home and unwind with a book, so I do. The meetup can wait.

      At home, I find a message from Franz: “Tomorrow, bike ride around the city. Meet for breakfast at 9. Ok?”

      “Ok, but my bike has a flat that I need to repair”

      “Come anyway, bring the bike. Take another”

      Well ok then.
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    • Day 4

      Wiedersehn in München

      July 12, 2021 in Germany ⋅ 🌧 20 °C

      Am Freitagabend fuhren wir Richtung München um unsere Mädels wieder einmal zu Besuchen. Um am Abend mithalten zu können, wollte ich eigentlich auf dem Weg noch etwas schlafen, aber mein Butzeli wollte unbedingt die deutschen Strassen ausnutzen und schauen wieviel mein Auto denn leisten kann. Wer mich kennt weiss aber auch, dass ich bei mehr als 200km/h kein Auge zu tun konnte, sondern mich nur an den Sitz klammerte.

      Auf diesen Bericht zu schreiben, habe ich mich besonders gefreut, denn ich kann wieder einmal mehr über altbekannte und berüchtigte Freunde schreiben, die wir schon aus unserer grossen Reise im Jahr 2019 kennen. Mit Alexa, Dzeni und Maya waren wir knapp 3 Wochen in Sri Lanka unterwegs und hatten dazumal noch mit Robert und Benny als die Keks Fraktion, Sri Lanka unsicher gemacht. Mawfeer mein sehr geduldiger Kitelehrer, ebenfalls aus Sri Lanka, und seine Frau Louisa wollten wir ebenfalls treffen, um über die alten Zeiten zu lachen.

      So gegen 22:00Uhr trafen wir bei den Mädels ein, und umarmten uns alle erstmals stürmisch. Alexa, Dzeni und auch Maya haben alle drei je eine eigene Wohnung im selben Block und gehen gegenseitig ein und aus, als ob sie einfach eine grosse WG hätten. Alexa hatte uns ihre Wohnung zur Verfügung gestellt und jedes Mal, wenn ich diese betrat, musste ich wegen ihrer Türmatte lachen, auf der steht „Rama, Lama, Ding Dong“ und ein lustiges Lama zu sehen ist.
      Es war sooo süss, fast wie in einem 5 Sterne Hotel, standen Kinderbuenos, Früchte und Schutzmasken liebevoll auf dem Tisch arrangiert für uns bereit.

      Maya hat jetzt einen Freund, den Hartel, und sie scheint auf einmal ein ganz anderer Mensch zu sein. Sie strahlt die ganze Zeit wie ein Honigkuchen Pferd und die beiden werfen sich die ganze Zeit verliebte Blicke zu <3 ach wie schön ist junge Liebe!
      Hartel ist aber auch sonst ein supernetter Typ und zusammen mit Alex, der Käseplatte von Dzeni und dem besten Feigensenf überhaupt, war das Gaudi schon vorprogrammiert.
      Wir hatten als Mitbringsel die Rotlicht Edition von „Stadt, Land, VOLLPFOSTEN“ mitgebracht und verbrachten somit den restlichen Abend damit uns gegenseitig mit unseren kreativen Antworten zu übertrumpfen. Keine Ahnung wie sie das macht, aber Dzeni hatte schon wieder gewonnen, obwohl es am Anfang ganz klar so aussah, als ob Alexa das Rennen machen würde, aber bei dem Spiel scheint sie einfach unschlagbar zu sein. Erwähnen muss ich hier einfach unbedingt noch, dass bei der Suche nach einem Land mit Q, Kuba genannt wurde 😉

      Am Samstag machten Alex und ich uns nach einem superleckeren und ergiebigen Frühstück auf in den Hirschgarten. Alexa und Dzeni mussten eh arbeiten und Maya hatte noch zu lernen somit wollten wir die Zeit nutzen und dort Mawfeer und Louisa treffen.
      Der Hirschgarten ist der wohl grösste und berühmteste Biergarten in München und liegt inmitten einer schönen Parkanlage und man kann tatsächlich auch Rehe und Hirsche sehen. Mawfeer war und ist eigentlich auch der Grund, warum ich heute überhaupt Kiten kann. Wer sich vielleicht noch an meine Berichte aus Sri Lanka erinnern kann, weiss, dass ich bereits aufgegeben hatte und den Bettel hinschmiss, weil ich einfach zu viel Schiss und keine Lust mehr hatte.
      Aber Mawfeer hatte mit viel Geduld, tiefgründigen Gesprächen und mit viel Humor nicht aufgegeben und dafür bin ich ihm heute super dankbar, denn ich liebe das Kiten heute so sehr!
      Er und Louisa sind im 2020 nach Deutschland gezogen und er war seitdem nicht mehr Kiten und er hatte seitdem auch keine der berühmten Sri Lanka Kekse mehr gegessen, die er so liebt.
      Sri Lanka Guetzli hatten wir ihm als Überraschung aus einem Asia Shop in der Schweiz mitgebracht, was ihm ein Strahlen aufs Gesicht zauberte, und zum Kiten haben wir uns, für schon bald in der Schweiz verabredet. Da wir neben dem Quatschen noch auf ein „Hendel“ eingeladen wurden und Shithead spielten, ging die Zeit leider viel zu schnell vorbei. Zum Glück werden wir uns bald wieder sehen.

      Zurück zu unseren Münchner Mädels; nach einem gemütlichen Apero in Dzenis Garten mit Musik und Fotoshooting gings mit dem Uber in die Innenstadt. Alexa spielte gewissenhaft die Stadtführerin, bestand darauf, dass wir die Frauenkirche Fotografierten, und führte uns am Schluss in einen kleinen süssen Biergarten. Leider waren wir etwas spät dran, so waren die Weisswürste schon aus, aber die Curry Würste waren echt auch nicht von schlechten Eltern.
      Da Corona bedingt alles etwas früher zu macht mussten wir bald weiter und so ging es in eine mega coole Anlage. Ich habe keine Ahnung mehr wie es heisst, es war aber wie eine kleine Stadt, aufgebaut aus Containern, alten Wohnwagen, alles ineinander verwirrt, verbunden und versteckt mit Wendeltreppen, Durchgängen, Kunstwerken aus alten Velos und alles voll gesprayt mit Graffitis.
      Das ist übrigens auch der einzige Ort, wo man in ganz München, auf Anmeldung, legal Sprayen darf.
      Dzeni und ich schafften es aber gar nicht auf Anhin dahin zu kommen, denn nach dem uns unser Uber rausliess, liefen wir zuerst mal in die Flasche Richtung. Es fing schon an leicht zu Regen, bis wir die andern endlich wieder gefunden hatten, aber kaum setzten wir uns, da schüttete es auch schon wie aus Kübeln. In dieser Container City herrschte eine mega Atmosphäre und wir sind bis zum Schluss sitzengeblieben und haben gefeiert. Also alle ausser Maya und Hartel, die wollten noch weiter auf einen Cheesburger zu McDonalds. Als Alex cheesburer hörte, wollte er unbedingt auch mit, aber Maya und Hartel wollten viel, viel lieber noch etwas Zeit für sich allein geniessen 😉

      Wenn unsere Mädels etwas richtig gut können, dann ist es Frühstück! Wir wurden am Sonntag so etwas von verwöhnt, mit Weisswürsten, Kartoffelsalat, selbst gemachtem Peperoni Aufstrich und vielem mehr.
      Danach genossen wir es einfach alle zusammen noch etwas auf der Terrasse. Ach übrigens, wusstet ihr, dass auf Norwegisch Tanne, Tanne heisst?!?

      Mädels, es ist so schön, Freunde wie euch zu haben! Und dich Hartel mögen wir natürlich auch!
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    • Day 9

      Oh to be a royal Baravian

      September 1, 2016 in Germany ⋅ 🌙 14 °C

      I spent most of the day at Nymphenburg palace today. It was the summer home of Baravian rulers and would have been lovely to live there throughout summer. The buildings are opulent and I can't say the decore was generally to my taste but the grounds! They were so cool even though it was warm in the sun.

      Once I was done I made my way back to the English gardens. This time to the Surfer's wave. The bridge contruction over the Isar resulted in a permanent wave. The signs say it is only for experienced surfers but I am not sure how you become an experienced surfer in Munich. The gardens are so lovely. The spot were I was today had many people sunbathing and playing in the river.

      Lauguage mix up of the day: I had lunch at the palace. The kiosk by the restaurant was self service so I took a tray, lift the lid on a pot to see what was inside (hot potato salad?) I was severely told off by the woman behind the counter. Apparently self service is you take it to the table, not serve yourself from the kiosk.

      Photos:
      A stream at Nymphenburg, my favourite photo of the day.
      Inside the great hall
      Looking from the palace into the gardens
      The dog accommodation in the hunting lodge
      Surfer's wave
      Isar river in the english gardens
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    • Day 7

      Nympheburg e Monaco

      August 17, 2019 in Germany ⋅ ☁️ 25 °C

      Ultimo giorno di questa splendida vacanza. Andiamo a vedere il castello di Nymphenburg, a pochi chilometri
      dal centro di Monaco. É davvero un posto splendido, la sala d’ingresso lascia senza fiato per la bellezza delle
      sue decorazioni. La Schönheitsgalerie, la galleria delle bellezze, conserva i ritratti delle più belle nobildonne e
      cortigiane – tra le altre Helene Sedlmayr e Lola Montez, amante di re Ludwig I, mentre nella camera da letto
      verde è nato il 25 agosto 1845 Ludwig II.
      La visita a Nymphenburg prosegue nel grande parco dove, nascosti da piante secolari, si trovano una serie di
      padiglioni, il più grande e sontuoso è Amalienburg: all’interno si ammira la Spiegelsaal, la sala degli specchi
      interamente ricoperta di stucchi d’argento.
      Da vedere ancora Badenburg, dove si trova la prima piscina coperta e riscaldata dell’Europa moderna (inizio
      ‘700), Pagodenburg, creato come padiglione del te, ed infine il Magdalenenklause, concepito come una finta rovina.
      Torniamo quindi nel centro storico di Monaco per continuare la visita della città. Avendo già visto Marienplatz,
      non possiamo non vedere l’altra piazza più conosciuta e frequentata di Monaco: Karlsplatz. La parte più antica
      è la trecentesca Karlstor, una delle porte che delimitavano il primo nucleo della città. Passeggiando intorno a Karlsplatz scopriamo imponenti palazzi tra ‘700 e ‘800.
      Ci rechiamo nel quartiere Glockenbachviertel per una pausa smothie all’Aroma Cafè, un piccolo locale davvero carino.
      Dopo aver visto la Sendlinger Tor, altra antica porta medievale di accesso di Monaco di Baviera, percorriamo la
      famosa Maximilianstraße, la via dello shopping (di lusso) e passiamo dalla St. Jakobs Platz, a pochi passi da
      Marienplatz e dal Viktualienmarkt, un’oasi pedonale che ospita il Museo Civico e il Museo Ebraico.
      Prendiamo il bus per arrivare nei quartieri di Lehel e Bogenhausen dove si trovano il Maximilianeum, sede
      del Parlamento della Baviera; Il Friedensengel, o Angelo della Pace, un monumento di Monaco di Baviera,
      che sorge sulla riva destra dell’Isar al termine del Ponte Principe Reggente. Quest ultimo ricorda molto la Colonna della Vittoria, il noto monumento berlinese.
      La sera passiamo dal Viktualienmarkt, il più famoso mercato di Monaco che si trova nel pieno centro della città,
      a pochi passi da Marienplatz e dalla chiesa di St. Peter. E’ in funzione da oltre due secoli ed è uno dei pochi
      mercati ad essere aperto dal lunedì al sabato (dalle 8 alle 19, il sabato alcuni banchi chiudono verso le 16-17).
      Si tratta di uno dei luoghi più amati e tipici della città, da non perdere… specialmente nella bella stagione!
      Facciamo una sosta nel grande Biergarten, il caratteristico giardino della birra ai piedi del Maibaum, il colorato albero del 1 maggio.
      Prima di tornare in hotel facciamo una breve sosta per vedere la Siegestor, “sorella minore” della Porta di Brandeburgo a Berlino, ma attualmente i lavori stradali attorno alla struttura non consentono di vederla bene.
      Si conclude così il nostro splendido tour di questa incredibile parte della Germania.
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