We arrived in Munich last night as a family on the train from Interlaken, Switzerland. This is my first time in Europe, I haved lived in the United States my entire life. To see the city, we rented bicycles in the morning and took the reccomended path around the city center, over to the Nymphenburg Palace, up to the Olympic Park, and finally to the English Gardens. Though we found ourselves lost or riding in the wrong direction more than once, it was a spectacular way to explore the city. As a swimmer, I enjoyed visiting the pool Mark Spitz competed in during the 1972 Olympic Games. Though I am terrified of heights, I was convinced to climb the 14 stories of steps of the St. Peters church; the view was spectacular.
Unfortuntely, a storm moved in during the evening right before we went to dinner. To avoid the rain and lightning, we figured out the subway system and made our way to the Haufbrogh House for a delicious meal. Once the rain receded to a drizzle, we ventured out to Hagendaas for a little ice cream.
Though we are only in Munich until early tomorrow, I have immensely injoyed the experience and hope to return for a longer period of time in a few years.
Tags: bike, Mark Spitz, munich