So after a week in Germany with Aimee I have come to the conclusion that the country is like one giant baseball stadium. You walk around and eat pretzels, hotdogs, and sausages, and drink lots of beer. Quite a nice way to spend a week.
In a whirlwind visit we spent two days in Munich, two days in Garmisch, a day in Stuttgart, and a day in Frankfurt. Berlin will have to wait for a return visit. In Munich we spent some time ogling vintage motorcycles and bubble cars at the impressive BMW museum and got a panoramic view of the city from the Olympic Tower. In Garmisch we scaled the snowy alps and shared in the national revelry as Germany routed England in the second round of the World Cup.
Stuttgart brought a visit with an old friend of Aimee who had been an exchange student in Marshfield. Annabelle showed us the parks and beer gardens of Stuttgart, and regaled us with the story of the stingy angel memorialised in the main square of the city. It may or may not be a true story, but we like it all the same.
Yesterday Aimee and I parted ways in Frankfurt. Aimee caught a flight back to Boston, and I boarded a train for Prague. I may only get one full day in Prague, depending on ticket availability for a 4-day music festival outside of the city.