Wed - Sep 4
Wed - Sep 4
Our usual morning start. Up at 8 and out at 9:30. Today though a quick coffee and cake at the hotel and then to the station for the train and then bus connection to Dachau. Total time to get there about an hour including waits and transfer times.
Dachau, the town, and the countryside belies what Dachau the camp brings to mind. Even after all these years the preservation works that's been done it is remarkable to see.
Generally unknown is that the camp, after the war, was used until the 60's because the numerous survivors had nowhere else to go. Until the 60's, with a lot of repair and rebuilding, the camp area was like a small town with cinemas, shops, etc..
The original camp's administration building has been turned into a museum and a theater where they show movies at various times and in different languages that document the camp and what the allies found when they liberated it. The museum itself, over 600 feet long and 50 feet wide is chock full of displays and descriptive information that covers the start of WWII to the end with pictures and interviews of survivors as well as the daily life in the camp. You can spend 2 hours or more just in the museum building. They've reconstructed two of the barracks out of 25 as they were then, and there are numerous monuments raised to groups of the various religions persecuted during the war years. Between an excellent audio guide, the museum, and ample descriptive plaques throughout the grounds you come away with a thorough understanding not of the camp but of the reasons behind the horror by the people who justified it to themselves. while there were both Crematoriums and Gas chambers in Dachau, only the crematoriums were used and then only until a coal shortage hit Germany and their use was restricted.
We finally finished, or at least felt bedraggled enough to stop about near 2pm for lunch. They had a good cafeteria type restaurant and while not a four-star Michelin Mike's Wiener Schnitzel was pretty good.
At 3pm we got the bus (which stops right in front) and got to the train in 7 minutes. The 3:10 would get us home at 3:40 but it got hung up with just three stops to go. Someone had had a heart attack, or something, and in falling had broken their neck and they were afraid to try to remove them from the car. So the train was stopped and we had to exit to another track and wait for the next Munich bound train. But it only took about 20 minutes and we got back to the hotel at 4pm.
Our original plan was to return to Munich and then go to either the Nymphenberg Palace or the Residenz to see the crown jewels, but there was just not enough time. So we rested a while at the hotel and decided to go out later for dinner.
By the way the weather has been great. Today was brilliant sun, no wind, and 77. So far all the forecasts are calling for similar weather at least for the next 14 days through Salzburg. Hope their weather guys are accurate.
At 6:30 we left the hotel to go back to Marienplatz for dinner at a place we saw earlier that served genuine German meals and was right on the square in front of the Rathaus called the Cafe Am Marienplatz.
Things work out strange because on the way out of the hotel we noticed they had really good maps of the Bahn system and the street layout in the main center. So we took one each wondering why they didn't give us them when we arrived.
First good omen. In the rush we got on the wrong train, which we noticed when the first stop was outside in the open air. Wong! Should still be underground. We quickly whipped out the new map, saw where we were, crossed over to the other track, and in two minutes got to Marienplatz.
Dinner was good. Karen wasn't that hungry so a salad and a pretzel was enough. Mike had a Schweinebraten, sort of a pork loin stewed a while, very tender, with fried potatoes and onions and sauerkraut in a dark beer sauce, a beer, and for both of us a chocolate cake and coffee for Mike. Good dinner and very filling.
Then down to theS-Bahn home. Wrong. After 10 minutes or so the announcement came that the trains were out. Of course since we don't understand German, it took us about 10 minutes to figure out that no trains would be coming since everyone was exiting the underground. So much for German efficiency! So, got to use the new and better street map and planned the way back on foot. Twenty minutes later we were back at the Hilton, a bit after 9pm.
All to do now is shower, pack, and blog away.
Tomorrow is Fussen, 133Km, about 90 minutes.
More tomorrow night guys.