So, it takes a long time to get to Germany. Did you know? We knew we were going to have trouble with Katie sleeping on the airplane but it turns out the entertainment options were so exciting for Tristan that he couldn’t sleep either. They each did doze eventually but by the time Tristan was headed off to dreamland Katie was getting fidgety after being asleep sitting up for too long.
And who would have thought we would come all the way to Germany and our rental car would be a Ford. It seems wrong doesn’t it? After getting the car we stopped for breakfast near the Munich airport and then headed on to Brannenburg to drop off our luggage at our inn. As were driving into the Alps I kept saying to Stefan, “Look how pretty it is!” Tristan was noticing how many Volkswagons passed us with bikes on top.
Our inn is up a hill overlooking the town of Brannenburg. It’s right next to a small church, St Margarethen, with a cute little cemetery. The grave markers are mostly sculpted metal, very different than our granite ones at home. The bottom of the churchyard had a beautiful view of Brannenburg and the valley beyond. It was late morning when we arrived so we left our luggage and headed off to Bayrischzell.
We went up and over the mountain, past a waterfall and through a one lane tunnel cut though the granite mountainside. The views were stunning, the countryside looks just like you imagine it to be. Bayrischzell is a cute little town, we did some window shopping and got some buns for a snack. We peaked into the churchyard of Sankt Margreth. I noticed the door was open and we found the inside to be beautifully adorned. The ceilings were covered in images and the altar was coved in gilded carvings.
After exploring Bayrischzell we went back to our inn in Brannenburg where our rooms were ready and napping was on the agenda. We had dinner at the inn where Tristan unexpectedly turned up his nose at his spaetzle but tried and liked Katie’s wiener schnitzel. In an effort to keep the urchins awake a little longer we made our way down to the village for a walk and some ice cream. After that we did some journalist in our room and got everyone to bed. Tomorrow we are going to see the town where Opa was born.