Our first night in Munich, we managed to find a place that served beer… what are the odds?
Okay, these aren’t in order… we saw that sign the next morning after our walk to the Glockenspiel… but it is actually illegal to print and use the word Nazi anywhere in Germany, I seem to recall hearing somewhere… unless, I guess, you are coming down firmly on the ‘no Nazis’ side of the argument…
I posted the ‘no Nazis’ sticker picture to offset the sadness brought on by this plaque we had just seen moments before. I should warn you all that one of the places Mollie wanted to see was Dachau concentration camp, and we went there after our visit to the Glockenspiel. I have pictures. You may want to skip it. Mollie is now fascinated by history. I want to say it is because of me, but she was crazy about her AP European History teacher… so…
But anyway, back to our first night in Munich, where we managed to find this famous place.
It started off well… I only had a few beers… but they were huge…
I took a picture of the oompa band… not to be confused with an Oompa Loompa band…
One picture of the pretty ceiling is fine…
But bad selfies of the ceiling mean you might want to slow down the drinking… German beer is strong…
And when you end up with a bunch of pictures of the ceiling… and none of the food…
Well…
Maybe take it easy with the beer… that’s all I’m saying… oh, and we did let Mollie, who, at 16 is legal to drink in Germany… have her first sip of beer. I wish I could share that picture. She was not impressed.
I don’t know why I didn’t end up with any pictures of our hotel room in Munich. It was crazy. Way too modern… with like a rotating Japanese paper wall to get into the bathroom… which also didn’t go well with too much beer…
They all went to the hotel to rest, and I wandered around taking pictures… of giant inflatable pretzels…
Maybe it was the beer, and maybe it wasn’t, but these sign just struck me as funny…
I know… I’m not proud of myself either…
In my head, that will always be pronounced as: urine schmuck, hoy… also, the German word for ‘exit’ is ausfahrt… which never failed to make me laugh…
And that was the night I rode the elevator in the hotel up and down about 6 times…
Trying to get the ultimate selfie…
In my defense, I tried to do the same thing in Versailles in the Hall of Mirrors…
But there were too many tourists in the way then…
None of these came out as good as I was hoping they would.
But when you are as self-absorbed as I am, you do what you have to do.
I still think if I got the right focus and angle it would work… hey… most of my experimental ‘selfies on horseback’ that I was playing around with on Maui didn’t turn out too well either… but someday, I am going to do something magical with myself… uh… so to speak…
Pouring My Art Out 
Loved the Haufbrauhaus, hate its history. I didn’t see many commemorations of the Nazis in Munich, which bothered me quite a bit.
Well, they have to remember it without making it the main thing they focus on… I can see how that would be hard.
Was there a place in Munich to go muff diving?
uh… yes, as a matter of fact.
My son was once performing in a production of Sound of Music in China, and when we went to visit his hotel there was a sign in the lobby that simply said “Ballroom 202: Nazi fittings,” for the local actors who had been cast as Nazis and were being fitted for costumes. I doubt most guests of the hotel knew this and I wonder what they thought when they saw the sign.
And Nazis are just so dang hard to fit these days… ha
You know Art, when I think hard about it, I think I may be sliding my focus when I look at myself going to infinity in those mirrored elevators – refocusing on each image. If that is the case, it won’t be possible to get focus with the camera. You MUFF SCHMUCK you. Ha! Love it! Hey awesome that Mollie can drink in Germany. Europe is much more relaxed with their alcohol – seems to me. I remember buying and drinking wine at 14 years of age in Paris. You know I often wonder at how random drinking age is – is there greater alcoholism, abuse of alcohol, or drunkenness where the age is lower? Doesn’t seem to be. Of course, North America is car crazy compared to Europe so more young adults and teens drive here than there.
Europe has been at the drinking game for a long time… but she thought it was the nastiest thing ever… so that’s awesome.
Yep, beer is an acquired taste. I was drinking hard liquor long before i drank beer.
uh…