human behavior

Pit Stop: Munich

Posted in Foreign Impressions, Travel by humanb on March 19, 2012

My husband and I went on something of a whirlwind holiday last year.  Over four weeks, we travelled to 10+ cities. This was a new form of travel for me. Whenever I’d travelled before, I’d gone to one place and squatted for at least two months. How else could you come to know a place, its rhythm, the priorities and perspectives of its people?

Well, as it turns out, it doesn’t take all that long to get a sense of a place. And there’s something to be said for first impressions. 

The Itinerary:

Beijing – Paris – Munich – Budapest – Bucharest – Istanbul – Israel (multiple cities) 

I’m neither a tour guide nor an historian, so if you want to understand these cities properly, buy a travel book. Or Google them.  Or better yet – visit them and squat for two months.

These are just some of the images that struck me – that helped to shape my first impressions. I think they speak for themselves.

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Munich, Germany

By the time we left Paris, our fellow tourists were multiplying like cockroaches and trampling all over the serenity of our walks and church visits. Notre Dame was like a carnival, with more people talking and mindlessly snapping than seeing or being still.

We’re self-hating tourists.

So they chased us to the Gare du Nord and on to Munich.

We took the TGV.

The views of the German landscape were majestic.

The train station was not unlike many we would see on our overland trip to Istanbul.

Sadly, time didn’t permit a tour of this city. We spent the night in a hotel across the street from the station, and had a late night dinner at its adjoining pub. It was all very stereotypical: a low-lit pub with dark interiors. A pretty blond waitress with boobs barely contained in a Bavarian dress. A too-tall glass of deliciously dark beer.

And the best damned chicken schnitzel I’ve ever had.

  Seriously.

True to my American tastes (so heavily influenced by German cuisine), I had the apple strudel for dessert.

Wow. BIG yum.

The next day we had only enough time to grab a coffee and – you guessed it – a soft pretzel. (I’ve really missed those living in Australia.) We didn’t see much, which is a shame. We’ll have to go back to Germany one day – especially now that I’ve learned that Germany has more to offer than a rich education in history, art and architecture.

It can also dish up some kick-ass food.

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