Three days in Munich, among beers and memories

For various reasons, and not so funny, from exactly one year, after returning home from Cambodia, I was not able to go somewhere. Since I will have to wait until September for a real trip, I decided that it was time to take a few days. The chosen destination, nearby and easily reachable: Monaco di Baviera. Three in the morning of March 16 I, Simona and Gloria, we were in the car pointing towards the North.

 

At 10 am, a little 'cooked but happy, we arrived in Monaco. An hour to move into town, finding a decent hotel and we are operating to start walking. To return to the center using the Metro. Fresh snow on the ground, but there is the sun and not freeze. In the central square a lot of people, too many tourists, too many Italians. Turn between the Town Hall, the main churches, then it comes time to get seated. Sausage, potatoes and beer before returning walk. Snows, now, the bad, and after some 'shopping, it's time to return to the heat. Another liter of beer in the Hofbräuhaus, the most famous brewery in the world, famous for being the birthplace of Nazism. Great casino, all a little 'shine, impossible not to make friends in these great Tavoloni. Eight to leave a stage at the restaurant, then to 23 in bed. We discarded.

On Saturday morning, fresh and rested, after showers and abundant breakfast, we leave eg Dachau, the concentration camp which is about 20 km from the center of Monaco. We spend half a day: the famous "Arbeit macth frei" led to. And then the snow, the barracks, latrines, the beds in wood ovens: all as it should be, as you imagine, all terrible now as then.
In poemriggio left Dachau, we return to town. We stop at the Olympic stadium, then the center. Before a slice of cake with cappuccino to warm, then the Residenz and the theater before thrown back into Bolgia dell'HB. Liters beer, pork, songs with the fans of Schalke 04 who sfottevano than Bayer. All'HB the night, and when we leave we are so happy that we decide to go back to the hotel, amid the snow and ice, avoiding the metro.

It sleeps in the morning, to dispose of fatigue and beer. And only around 11 are aiming the camera toward the south. Destination Baravesi the Alps and the castle of Neuschwanstein. One white, one of the towers, that of fairy tales and Disney. It takes almost three hours to find it, climbed in the mountains between meters of snow. But there is the sun, you are well, and even there the iced beer, even though we are literally sitting in the snow, goes down that is a pleasure. the visit to the castle leads us through a couple of hours, then we must start afresh. Begins to dark, and we expect over 600 km to return to Italy. We arrive home tardissimo, with the prospect of a levataccia since Monday morning back at the office. But you return with a heart more light, because we were really good.