Sunday, July 17
My brother and his family -- Bill & Bonnie and Sarah, 14,
Claire, 11, and Simon, 6 -- were near the end of their yearlong sabbatical
in Munich. They tell all about their year in Europe at their Gruen-Tolman
Sabbatical web site.
Rick & I arrived in Munich in the afternoon, after about
six hours of flight delays because of thunderstorms near Washington, D.C.
Our luggage was lost, then found, and would be delivered the next morning.
This saved us the trouble and expense of getting a taxi van to take our
boxed bikes to Bill & Bonnie's apartment. We took the subway from the
airport.
Bill pointed out the nearby Friedensengel
(Peace Angel) to help us get oriented. We walked through a corner of the
Englischer
Garten into the Altstadt
(Old Town), stopping to watch surfers
on the Eisbach, a tributary of the Isar River, where the flow creates
a continuous wave.
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At Odeonsplatz,
Lynne rubs
the lion's nose for good luck.
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Bonnie and the kids had been swimming and met us at the Park
Cafe for supper. Munich is at about the same latitude as the Canadian
communities of Gander, Newfoundland, and Victoria, British Columbia, and
sunset was at 9:08, compared to 8:20 back home in Massachusetts.
On the way home we walked through crowds of people encamped on
the sidewalks outside the gates at Konigsplatz to hear an open-air concert
by up-and-coming Russian soprano Anna
Netrebko. It was intermission so we didn't hear any of the performance. |