This is an action shot. The ball landed about a foot in front of H and I had to spend the rest of the morning dodging his revenge attacks.
After talking with those two girls in the Hofbrauhaus, we changed our original plan of going to the BMW museum to going to Dachau. All visitors to Germany should go visit at least one Concentration Camp and get some perspective. Compared to my previous visit, these were *perfect* visiting conditions - it was cold, grey, and all-round unpleasant.
The Jourhouse - the entrance to the camp proper and site of the Arbeit Macht Frei sign. There were a bunch of schoolkids posing with the sign and taking pics...yes, something to put on FB.
The Museum and former Assembly yard
The camp was used to house ethnic German refugees after the War. Because they redecorated, most of the buildings were demolished when it became a memorial. This makes the camp seem oddly larger and emptier than it actually is/was.
The camp was divided into two parts - the camp proper and the crematoria/execution grounds. However, unlike Auschwitz-Birkenau, Dachau itself was not an extermination camp.
The guard tower, fence, and ditch separating the camp from the outside world
Path through the execution grounds
For some reason, this girl was taking heaps of pictures of where the poison would come in the gas chamber
Thoroughly depressed and utterly freezing after our visit, we decided to head back into the city to get more tourist photos and warming food.
Pensive at the Karlstor at Stachus.
Frauenkirche!
The Neues Rathaus (New Town Hall), which at 150 years old is about 90 years older than the Old Town Hall which was rebuilt after the war
Our delightful dinner of Goulash and Easter Lamb with potatoes and asparagus (Spargel season is back!) was at the Augustiner am Dom near the Frauenkirche. I was actually really happy with my lamb and it's given me a hankering for eating baby sheep with buttery asparagus!
Next! Visiting Neuschwanstein!
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