Sunrise from our bedroom
Not affected by the jet lag, Irene’s biological clock rang on the dot. We had a luxurious breakfast with an assortment of cheese, pastries, and bread loaf. After checked out from the room, we went down to the platz again, grabbed a €1 ice cream along the way to visit the Michaels and Frauen Churches. The NeuesRathaus was under construction so we didn’t manage to catch its show.


Heavy breakfast with cheese and hams


In one of their churches

Celebration in Town
As the city is celebrating Octoberfest in a grand manner, they have parades running through the streets every 30 minutes or so. The band is dressed in their bavarian costumes while horses carry the people around in carraiges. Even the public wear those costumes walking around the town. Planned to buy one but it just cost too much.


Band marching out


Horse carraige

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We climbed up >300 steps to get a panoramic view of Munich town from St Peter’s Tower. The climb is tiring, but the satisfaction we get once reaching up there is priceless. We then walked north going through Max Joseph Platz where we could see the magnificent architecture of National Theatre. Took a turn into the Hofgarden in Odeonplatz where people were playing music in public.


The fleet of stairs we climb


View from the top

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Europeans really appreciate the sunshine, we can see them relaxing on the grass, and walking briskly along the pathways. When tired, they just sit down on one of the many shops that serve a variety of beers. We took a walk in the English Garden, one of the largest reserved greenery in this metropolitan. In Germany, they bring their dogs out with them wherever they go, unlike in Malaysia. It reminded us of our own Yang2, very pity him, as all the parks don’t allow dogs to go in.


Enjoying the sun like what the Germans do


Ducks in English Garden

Before leaving Munich, we found a place and ordered a sandwich and beer. Noticed that everyone was seated in a way where they faced the same direction looking straight on the sun instead of chatting among themselves. It was getting quite late, and we called up the resort to inform them. What I got to know was that the receptions do not operate 24 hours due to cost saving.


Train station leaving for Immenstadt

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Cold Scary Night
By the time we reached Immenstadt Bahnhof, the place was cold and dark. Unlike a busy town like Munich, we could hardly find any cars on the road. Without a map, we were totally lost. The locals were not speaking any English, and we were struggling to ask them for help. Finally, with some luck, one of the taxi driver asked us to wait for 10 minutes and he’d come back and pick us up.

10 minutes we waited, 15, and then later 20. We were left in the train station with an old couple and a few customers getting their dinner from the local kebab stall. It was cold and our tummy started to growl and we didn’t know either to wait or to walk. Thank God we chose to wait. The taxi came back to pick us up as we were about to give up. 4 of us hopped into the taxi and it sped out. The old lady that’s commuting with us is quite friendly, trying to ask us this and that. But she only speaks GERMAN!!! Both of us tried hard to understand and forced out a gleeful smile. After leaving the couple back at their warm cozy house, the taxi turned over and took us to our resort.

Unlike the Protons we have in Malaysia, taxis here are either VW or Benz. Throughout the 20-minute journey, the car sped at 100kmh even at the corners. Unlike popular believe, the car did not make a sound; the tires gripped the tarred road firmly. Germans are one of the best in engineering, and they ain’t bad in designing their car as well.

As we reached, the reception was closed. We took out the key from the locker according to the instructions I received over the phone (high tech hor~). Finding our room was also a problem, without a location map in the dark. The experience was like finding a needle in a hay sack at night. Finally, after half an hour of searching, we managed to open the door into our cozy apartment.

After a dramatic day, the best way to award ourselves for making it is not to go out and dine. But, to boil a cup of hot mocha, and cook 2 packets of instant noodles.

Before bed, we called up Cirnelle, yet she was reluctant to meet us up as she had other plans in hand. Luckily after tones of persuasion, phone calls and SMSes, she finally agreed to meet us up in Stuggart.