June 16 - More Munich and Dachau

We got up and had another traditional German breakfast at the guesthouse we stayed in. We were not even sure where we were but we were rested and clean and ready to hit the road on our adventure. Win wanted us to go back to Munich because there were several things there to see. This time on our way back into Munich we found a wonderful road, like a highway road, that took us through all the small villages. The kids got a chance to see how the Germans live in Bavaria. We wanted to come back to one these villages for the night because we would be traveling back this way after our day in Munich. To Munich we went! Parking is a problem in Munich. We found the city center that we wanted to walk around in but couldn’t find a parking spot or garage. Finally we found one but it was very far way from where we wanted to be but we are adventurous and thought we could walk to where we wanted to go. My bet is we walked about 10 miles that day. It took us 1 ½ hour to walk back to the city center. We wanted the kids to see the Marionettes that play on top of the certain buildings but they don’t play as much as they used to so we missed seeing them in action but did see them. We visited several churches and enjoyed the city. We ate German sausage and bread for lunch. Then we headed for the train station and took about a 15-20 minute train ride to Dachau, a large German concentration camp. What a site to see! Makes you think-a lot. The day was drawing to close and we headed back by train right where our car was parked and then head down highway B11 looking for a village to spend the night. The place we found was sort of the center of this small village. In front was a restaurant. The second floor was a hall where people could rent for parties and the top floors were rooms for rent. They rented us one large room and we all slept in there together. On the side of this building was a barn with cows waiting to go to the slaughter and the back was another bar/space people could rent out for parties. That night, there was a band playing for a private party. At midnight they sang “happy birthday” to someone. The place was run by the same family for 5 or 6 generations and the part of the family running it now only has one child and she is 25-30 year who wasn’t sure what her future was going to be with the place. Her name was Katherine and we enjoyed talking to her.