As a former Army Brat, I was lucky to spend seven years in Germany, and luckier still to spend three of them in Munich. The Cold War was somewhat more tangible–when your history teacher was in Berlin when the Wall went up, her lectures had a different perspective–but our attention was definitely elsewhere.
Okay, so we weren’t able to surf the Isar (like they do now). But if we had been, I suspect some of those kids missing from fifth hour English class might have been here. My friends and I liked to go to into the city. There were lots of things to do. Marienplatz is in the center of the city. The Neues Rathaus (New Town Hall) is a popular meeting point for walking tours and entertainers.
Das altes Rathaus (the Old Town Hall) is now a toy museum.
The Englischer Garten, Schwabing. The photo of the skyline was taken from here.
Left: Gazebo, from below. Right: Local geese on lawn duty.
The Friedensengel, Schwabing.
The Englischer Garten, and some of the locals.
Schwabing is cool.
“Cool” goes only so far: in front of this building I came across a stumble stone.
The Olympic Park, with the swimming venue. My friends and I enjoyed many Friday nights at the skating rink nearby. Glühwein kept us warm on the colder nights.