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Yes we are in Germany.
In Munich, to be precise, where Chamberlain, Hitler and Mussolini signed their ill-fated and short-lived non-aggression pact.
Something is wrong. There is no snow and only a week to go.
Lack of schnee notwithstanding, the Christmas atmosphere shines through. This morning we walked to Marienplatz the heart of the old town which has been turned into massive Christmas Market, surrounded by cathedrals and the very gothic architecture of the Rathaus with its famous glockenspiel. We happened to be there at 11 when it chimed the hour and burst into life to the great joy of all the groups of schoolchildren in the square. Certainly bigger and much older than the clock in Sydney's QVB but better ......debatable.
Geoff of course used the excuse of being frozen to stop for a while at a Gluhwein stand and sample the product. Hadn't realised you could get so many varieties of mulled wine but the one he got was very cinnamony and christmassy. Quite different from the ones you used to get in Queenstown when we were students.
Suitably warmed, we found the bus stop for the tourist bus tours of Munich and hopped on. Within five minutes it was obvious we were going nowhere fast. The bus had turned into one of those old narrow streets and couldn't get past a huge lorry illegally parked. Within seconds there was a massive traffic jam with lots of hooting and shouting and cars pushing their way past along the footpath. Eventually the driver of the truck ambled back, climbed up into his cab and proceeded to drive on to much abuse. Turns out he was Polish and hadn't realised you couldn't stop there!
Forced stops aside, this wasn't one of the better bus trips we have taken - or maybe we were spoilt by Paris's elegant boulevards, stunning vistas and eloquent commentary. The hour it took to get round Munich was enough and the thought of a nice lunch was sustaining.
We decided to forgo the sausages and sauerkraut and wound up at a nice Italian place (Galeria Italiano) or some such and to our surprise had some stunning (and stunningly pricey) pasta. Sandwiches in our room tonight after that!
Around 5, we piled on all the outdoor gear again and set out back to the Marienplatz with tablet in hand to try and catch some of the magic of the Christmas lights.
I suspect that the fact our route would take us right past Munich's famed Hofbrauhaus had something to do with Geoff's acquiescence to the idea of an evening outing.
It was well worth going out after dark - the atmosphere was great. And we did go through the Hofbrauhaus but in the end didn't stop for a beer. It really is, as the guide books say, nothing more than a great big hall for beer swilling.
Watching the weather forecasts - but the chances of a White Christmas seem to be getting slimmer.
This does actually say Hofbrauhaus spelled out in lights - but it just didn't want to photograph properly no matter how many times I tried. Very annoying.
The Christmas tree in front of the Rathaus in Marianplatz.
A shop's Christmas window scene
And another
And another.
Yet another - they were very good and attracted huge crowds.
The Rathaus, Marianplatz and the Christmas markets
I took a picture of this interesting church. Surely you don't expect me to name it too?
All that really mattered - a Gluhwein stand.