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| Schloss Nymphenburg |
Today we questioned the wisdom of leaving behind sunny Spain for miserable Munich. It was frigidly cold, and it was rainy. To make matters worse, our seemingly "safe" choice of being closer to our departing airport of Frankfurt may not be so "safe" after all. Rumours were rife of impending rail strikes from Jan 8 and that the farmers were also going to strike on the same day, taking to the roads on their tractors. Double whammy! Take me back to 18 degrees and blue skies! Out came our layers as we continued to tackle the sights of Munich.
Utilising Munich's well connected public transport, we made our way to Nymphenburg Palace. It was a crash course for us on the House of Wittelsbach, the ruling family of Bavaria, of which we knew nothing about. King Ludwig II was born here, the king who was responsible for Neuschwanstein Castle (important because this was what inspired the Disney castle!), also known as Mad King Ludwig. The palace was built as a summer residence and we could see how all this would be more pleasant with sun...
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| This particular Hilton had a sitting area set aside for diamond members |
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| Different country, different royal family to school up on! |
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| Consensus was that the above portrait would be what a female Malcolm would look like |
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| This was where Ludwig II was born. Also known as Mad King Ludwig |
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| Do we look miserable?! |
The next stop was a more sobering one, the second of Jonah's museum request, the NS-Dokumentationszentrum. It is a museum which focuses on the history and consequences of the National Socialist regime and the role of Munich in the Hitler Regime. The museum was housed in a building built on the site of the original "Brown House", the home of the Nazi Party centre of operations. The museum did a great job highlighting how the historical, social and economical factors made the rise of Hitler possible. We spent hours here and by the time we finished, the brain was definitely drained. We were also starving.
On our way back, we had to change modes of transport and we headed into the first warm, recognisable place that we knew would provide food quickly. Big Rosti was calling me. A burger with hash brown and cranberry sauce?! I'm sold. Apparently McShrimp was also a thing, although I probably wouldn't recommend it!
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