2 June - Munich, Germany

We left Salzburg this morning after a lovely breakfast of muesli, nuts and fruit. Got to the station and met a nice American woman also waiting for the train. We chatted about our respective experiences and she took our photograph for us. She is brave to be travelling alone.

We miscalculated boarding the train, not seeing the 1^st class carriages so were forced to get on 2^nd class and walk through several carriages which was very unpleasant dragging our heavy bags through some tight spaces. Finally got to 1^st class and found space to deposit our exhausted and sweaty selves and our bags. That's a trap, not knowing where 1^st class is going to stop on train. On the previous train, it was at the back, and on ours it was at the front.

Arrived in Munich station and Terry said he needed to make a bodily fluid deposit in an appropriate receptacle (WC), so I minded the bags while he went looking. He found a WC staffed by a not unattractive woman aged between 30 and 40 who queried the nature of his deposit, gesturing to the front and back of his body. When he responded to the front in the affirmative she directed him to a circular group of wall-mounted urinals which could be seen by all – the staff woman and women passing by to their own receptacle. He was able to make his deposit fairly discreetly. The WC was in excellent clean though Terry doesn't know how much he paid – just held out his hand with change for her to take. A deposit from the back would have cost more. Anyway he found it an interesting an amusing experience which will likely be repeated as we travel further.

We then dragged our bags to our hotel, The Atrium, along uneven footpaths. It was a struggle. We arrived exhausted at our hotel and after a light lunch, we rested before exploring inner Munich. We saw Marionplatz and watched the show when the clock struck 5. It was very beautiful and there were other lovely old buildings and churches. Munich this year celebrates its 850^th birthday, so there is a lot of history here.

Again I'm struck about the number of bicycles here – it’s incredible. They seem to be able to ride almost anywhere so, as a pedestrian, you have to be careful. I saw a rider almost knock down a child riding a scooter.

We had a drink at the Hofbrau House. Terry had a large stein of beer and I had mineral water (mit gas!) It was very nice and brought back memories for Terry of his last visit here 30 years ago. We walked around a bit more and had something to eat before returning to our hotel.