05.09.2015 - 05.09.2015
Easy Breezy 9th of May,
A slight overcast "free day" to explore more of this bipolar Munchen city and soak in all of the beauty. Starting the day at the bright and early hour of...let's just say brunchtime. We decided to enjoy some coffee and eats at the hotel restaurant, which was quite delicious by the way (German hotel restaurants are quick stellar). Somehow I ended up with a child sized meal. I've been having some strange luck with ordering an entree yet only receiving a infant serving. About one bite later, it was time to venture out from our safe haven, quickly galavant past the "massage" parlors and off to a brand new day of unknown sights. To the tube!
First stop: Nymphenburg Palace oder "Castle of the Nymph." Fortunately StateFair was able to leave her travel kayak at the hotel for it was only a light sprinkle above our heads. The initial view of this Palace of Biblical proportions was a jaw dropper. See below:
These grounds are large enough to be a city of their own. Key observational words: fountains (everywhere), ponds/lakes, swans (also everywhere), geese, ducks, geese poop, flowers, jogging trails, and this is just the outside.
The inside is decorated with paintings on every wall with most ceilings adorned with custom murals of past royalty, cherubs, goddesses etc. I believe I took photos of nearly every room, therefore I will only post a few on here so as to not clog your bandwith with amazingness virtually beheading your PC. Enjoy (warning: some random goofiness may be included):
After we decided to depart from this Narnia, we decided that the stomach rumbles were uncontrollable thus forcing us to see brats, beer, and most importantly, Schnitzel!
There are not words in the English language to describe my child-like giddy and joy at this moment. Wundebar! Ausgezeichnet! Yeah those do. Being the kind and generous being that she is, Abbs believed that my plate of schnitzel was slightly smaller than her plate (again - child like portions?), therefore she insisted that her schnitzel was larger in size than mine.... couldn't argue. I accepted her offer to switch plates then proceeded to dominate all of the things in sight - beer, schnitzel, bretzel, kraut, beer, potato. This German-born bearded Euro-haircut manchild was in absolute bliss. My purpose on earth was complete.
After I awoken from my carb-coma, we got the check and travelled to the "nightlife" area. Found a dancing man-chicken, bachelor parties with ingenioius ideas for the soon to be groom (I'll save those for the next wedding party in which I'm involved), music, drumline in the square, and many more. Here are a few snaps of things that night.
May the Force be with you.
BTW - I typed this one on May 10th, therefore - Happy Mothers Day!