Today, I caught up with my friend Mirva Lempiäinen, a very talented globe-trotting journalist. We met up for lunch in Munich, Germany.
As we pushed open the heavy door to the Augustinerbräu, we inhaled the unmistakable aroma of malted wheat. There were lanterns beneath the vaulted ceilings and deer antlers on the white-washed walls. It’s a very traditional Bavarian beer hall, and the food is delicious, even if you don’t plan to imbibe. Mirva and I sat down on a long wooden bench and munched on doughy pretzels; we hadn’t seen each other for a couple of years, so we traded our latest travel stories from Bucharest and Zürich, Havana and Kathmandu.
After lunch, I attempted to show Mirva the famous Rathaus-Glockenspiel. We jogged towards Marienplatz to catch a glimpse of the clockwork statues doing the “Dance of the Coopers.” Unfortunately, I completely forgot that the Glockenspiel only comes to life at 11 AM and 12 PM. So when we finally emerged from within a throng of German tourists at 1:04 PM, we saw… nothing much. There were no chimes and the life-size figurines were frozen in time. But this is what it should have looked and sounded like:
The Glockenspiel is neither an amazing feat of technology nor the very height of culture, but – come on – it’s cute!
My whole trip to Munich was made possible by a wonderful little invention called the “Bayern-Ticket,” which enables me to travel anywhere in Bavaria (and certain parts of Austria) for just € 21. It is valid on the train and it even allows me to use the public transportation in Munich while I’m there. This is smart marketing because it encourages day trips!
In the evening, when I got back to my flat in Salzburg, I found a house-full of people there! I got to spend time with some good friends I hadn’t seen in years, and we chatted about opera while eating Gugelhupf by candlelight. I have to admit: it’s a wonderful life.