Happy Halloween! I suspect this will be the last Biergarten of the year for us. Final 2021 Biergarten count: 20! đđť
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Images and videos that I’ve taken on-the-go
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A day at Bavaria Filmstadt
At some point during our first six months in Munich, the Snook casually mentioned that we should go ride on Falkor. I was like, âWait, what?!â Heâd somehow learned about the existence of Bavaria Filmstadt, the local movie studio facility, and that it had a tour where you could literally sit on Falkor the luckdragon from The Neverending Story. I was all in on that idea.
Bavaria Filmstadt has been around under various names for over 100 years. Alfred Hitchcock made his first film there, and the many notable productions filmed in part there include The Great Escape, The Sound of Music, Cabaret, Downfall, and Das Boot. And of course, relevant to my own personal interests – a little 1971 movie called Willy Wonka and the Chocolate FactoryâŚ
The film studios are south of the Munich city center along the Isar, and not that far from where we live. We picked a nice autumn day and had a nice slow 45min pootle along the river on our bicycles.
Hereâs the entrance to the studios. We had pre-booked tickets for the 90min tour. The website mentioned English tours once a day, but we discovered when we got there that they werenât happening anymore because demand had dropped during Covid. Thankfully they had an app that provided some English commentary so we wouldnât be completely lost.
The entranceway has some fun exhibits set up, like this scale model of the U-96 from Das Boot. There were also a couple food trucks, so we grabbed a quick lunch before the tour kicked off. Then we were ushered onto a little train which drove us around past some of the studios and offices. Our first stop was a â4D Motion Rideâ called Mogliâs Dschungel Abenteur. Itâs one of those things where youâre watching a very disorienting 3D movie while the seating moves up and down and water occasionally sprays in your face. It was⌠not my favourite part of the day.
Then the actual studio tour began. Our group weaved our way through different film sets and props from the movies over the years. I got the impression that the layout depends greatly on whatâs been filming there recently. This was part of the backdrop for the upcoming filmed version of The Magic Flute that had filmed six months earlier.
From there we shuffled straight into the White House! This hallway had apparently featured in the upcoming Kung Fury 2 featuring none other thanâŚ
President Schwarzenegger himself. đ
They had a large exhibit of set pieces from the Jim Button German films, including Emma the Locomotive. I havenât read these books but theyâre by Michael Ende, author of The Neverending Story.Â
I believe this was Nepomuk the Dragon.
We were were shuffling between rooms when I glanced upwards and stopped dead in my tracks. The Southern Oracle!
At one point we shuffled down a hallway with lots of photos from past productions. At the end of it was a small exhibit of items from The Neverending Story, including a mural of the Auryn.
Morla, the Ancient One! Just looking at that face, I could hear that wheezing voice in my mind.
The Rockbiter! I like that they included a joyous representation of him, rather than the sad âThey look like big, strong hands, donât they?â version that makes me want to cry.
I didnât spot any props from Willy Wonka but I did see it represented in a photo on the wall.
They had a major exhibit from Das Boot, including this scale (I think?) model of the turret from the submarine.
Another scale model of the sub. They had exhibits outside showing how the crew filmed shots from the movie as well as the 2018 TV series. We then joined the queue shuffling into the long building behindâŚ
âŚwhich turned out to be the actual set of the submarine!
It was a pretty tight fit!
Would it surprise you to learn that he was actually quoting lines from The Hunt for Red October the whole time? âOne ping only, please,â I heard him growl. â¤ď¸
Note: the sub is pretty small, and there are places where you have to climb through low bulkhead doors like behind the Snook here!
Another studio had sets from the recent sci-fi film Stowaway.
The Snook was very excited by this exhibit of sets from Asterix and Obelix vs. Caesar. We walked through the mock Gaulish villageâŚ
âŚand found Obelixâs quarry where he works on the menhirs (standing stones)!
They also had the set used for Caesarâs dungeonâŚ
âŚincluding a pool filled with (thankfully fake) crocodiles!
Another outdoor set was a Viking village from the Vicky the Viking film.
The tour also had a couple interactive areas where I didnât take photos. One was the classroom set from the German film trilogy Fack ju GĂśhe (which translate to, I kid you not, âF**k you Goetheâ in English!). There a couple volunteers sat at desks and recited lines which were then edited into a scene from the movie. Another was about special effects and had a few of us (including me and the Snook) in a mock train carriage while a guy scrolled scenery out the window. (Apparently you could download these clips when you left, but we didnât bother.)
The gift shop also had some fun Neverending Story merch, including a box full of Auryns and some very cute little Falkors!
Our final stop was to visit the luckdragon himself. They had him set up in a small building near the entrance to the studios, and to my shock not many of the tourists there that day seemed very excited to visit him.
A couple stuck their heads in as we were geeking out and taking photos of each other riding Falkor. The guy nicely offered to take one of the two of us, then grudgingly admitted heâd never seen the movie! đą
Look at that face! Canât you just hear his voice? I felt like a kid again.
I forgot to mention – we were there a couple days before Halloween and they were prepping for a special event. The whole tour was being made over with a haunted house theme for a âSpookytour,â and we saw lots of creepy props and zombie cast members getting ready. The Snook didnât want to particularly do that, but I couldnât resist saying âSpookytourâ over and over. And wow, special Halloween Dunkinâ Donuts!
And then we headed home, enjoying a very autumnal ride through the Bavarian forest.
We crossed a high rail bridge and you can see that the trees were really changing colour.
And a final view of the Isar before we got homeâŚ
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Riding through the Englischer Garten to check out the leaves⌠đťđĽ¨đđ (2021 Biergarten count: 19!)
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Mr. Snook has the day off, so he made homemade English-style gingerbread! Itâs SO GOOD. â¤ď¸
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The FĂśhn is on! Itâs a warm, dry wind from the mountains and itâs resulted in a warm, sunny Autumn day. Weâre taking advantage by having lunch on the garden while we can⌠â¤ď¸đđ
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Fairytale Castles
On our way back from Barcelona, I pulled out my phone and idly checked the Hohenschangau ticket office, as I had many times over the past few months. To my delight, they actually had some tickets available for the next weekend! On a whim I bought a pair and we quickly arranged a weekend away in FĂźssen, the nearest town to the famous castle of Neuschwanstein.
FĂźssen is southwest of Munich, less than three hours on the train. (Itâs right next to the Austrian border, the next valley over from Garmisch-Partenkirchen.) The weather that weekend was gorgeous, and it was thrilling to see the mountains rising up in the distance. And⌠is that a little castle I spy?? đ°
We stayed in the Hotel Schlosskrone, just a short walk from the train station. The view from our hotel was pretty glorious.
We headed out into the town for a wander and to find some dinner. FĂźssen was founded in Roman times and itâs retained quite a medieval feel.
Itâs pretty touristy too, being the closest place to Ludwigâs castles. Phew, âŹ500+ for a cuckoo clock?!
We also got a glimpse of the Hohes Schloss (âHigh Castleâ) up on the hill, the former summer residence of the prince-bishops of Augsburg.
The next day we headed back out to check it out in the sunshineâŚ
Gosh it was beautiful there.
We were heading towards the river, where we knew there were was a waterfall. Along the way we ducked in the courtyard of St. Mangâs, a former Benedictine monastery. Now it contains the Museum of FĂźssen.
I loved how decorated the buildings were in town. This was the Church of the Holy Spirit.
The river in FĂźssen is called the Lech, and it flows from a lake in the Alps all the way to the Danube. Hereâs the Snook on the LechbrĂźcke (âLech Bridgeâ).
We had another view of St. Mangâs from the river.
We crossed the river and hiked a short distance to the west, where we reached our destination – the Lechfall.
The water pours down a series of steps at a narrow bend in the river with high cliffs on either side. Up on the cliff there is a small memorial to King Maximilian II of Bavaria. Thereâs also a small footbridge across the river that we headed down to get a better view.
I recorded a little video too.
Behind us, looking back east towards townâŚ
The water in the river was incredibly clear.
We crossed the river in search of the Via Claudia Augusta, the ancient Roman road created by Drusus and his Emperor son Claudius. Now parts of it are a popular hiking path marked with replicas of the Roman milestones.
We followed it north towards the Tal der Sinne (âValley of the Sensesâ).
Along the way we passed lots of charming houses, both modern and traditional.
We made it to The Valley and found an old ski jump! That was pretty cool.
And the Snook got to impersonate a sundial.
We hiked back into town in search of sustenance. We passed a lot of hotels and guest houses, but tourist numbers were still pretty low due to Covid.
I thought this building covered in birdhouses was really cute.
Back in town, we did some shopping. I lobbied hard, but no, he regrettably did not buy the hat.
We found a sunny spot for lunch and beersâŚ
The Snook may not have bought a hat, but I did! I got it at the Hutladen.
The next day, it was time to head to the castles! đ°
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Summer Cycling Update
Itâs been a really long time since I updated you on my cycling! I didn’t rack up quite as many kilometers this summer as I’d hoped, mostly because we were travelling whenever we could and the weather was pretty rainy. I’m not far off the pace that I need for my yearlong 1000km goal, but I doubt I’ll get there given that it’s getting cold and we have more travel planned.
I thought I’d share a few of the more notable long rides I’ve done. One back in May was to Messestadt Riem.
My destination was about 15km across Munich. I found a route on Komoot and headed off, with the Snook following on the train. One landmark on the way there was St. Michaelâs church in Berg am Laim. I was sweaty so I didnât go inside, but it was very pretty. For the route, I avoided the main roads and mostly went through residential areas and parks.
Messestadt Riem (literally âConvention City Riemâ) is one of Munichâs newest suburbs and was built on the grounds of an old airport. It has a big convention center, of course, as well as a large park with a man-made lake. The Snook had brought us a picnic lunch, so we walked through the park and found a spot to enjoy our sandwiches. Lots of folks were out and about.
We walked around the lake and the âbeach,â then climbed the âHĂźgelâ (hill) to check out the view. It was surreal to see a lake with folks playing beach volleyball, with snow-capped mountains on the horizon!
I parted with the Snook at the train station and climbed back onboard my bike for the ride home. I went by the more direct route, using the bike path alongside the road.
So all up, that ride was about 30km / 18.5 miles!
In June I did an even longer one of about 35km, heading north along the Isar river and into the far part of the Englischer Garten that I’d never visited before.
It was a warm and sunny day but the clouds were moving in rapidly. (Yes, I wore sunscreen!) This was one of the canals that splits off as the Isar moves north out of the city.
Here’s the river properly, far up near the suburb of Ismaning. I had reached my turnaround point and started heading back when I noticed this rocky little beach and stopped for a rest. There was a large group having a barbecue. That box in the river is actually their cooler filled with drinks! MĂźncheners love swimming and playing in the Isar.
I rode up the east side of the river as I headed out, but for the return journey I crossed over one the bridges so I could head back on the west side.
Whenever I’m doing these really long rides, I’ve started bringing snacks along so I can refuel at the halfway point. I found a nice little bench and stepped aside for some peanuts, dried fruit, and one of my last Aussie snacks… â¤ď¸
Unbeknownst to me, the weather was about to take a turn. A sudden downpour of very cold rain had me huddling under a tree, waiting for it to pass…
Fortunately it passed quickly and I was able to finish the ride. The Snook met me at the biergarten so I could celebrate my longest ride yet!
A month later I broke my record again, this time on a ride to the southwest through Forstenrieder Park all the way to the village of Buchendorf and back. This was a beautiful ride that I really enjoyed… but it ended in TRAUMA! (More about that in a minute.)
As you can see, I was really excited to head off. I had recently invested in some proper cycling shorts with extra butt padding, so I was feeling pretty confident about this ride.
Part of my planned path was along the Wßrm River, a small tributary of the Amper that eventually ends in the Danube. It flows through a few small villages, which were all very pretty. These photos were near Gräfelfing.
The route I had was from Komoot again, and it was mostly on paved and gravel bike paths. It’s so gorgeous here. People are always like, why did you move from Australia to Germany? JUST LOOK AT THAT! So much green! I just can’t get enough of it.
Eventually I popped out of the forest and found myself in cornfields! It was so surreal. Almost felt like Indiana!
I crossed the WĂźrm again at the village of Gauting and saw this historic water wheel (aka Wasserrad) that used to power a local papermill.
This was after I’d passed through Buchendorf, the village that marked the middle-point of the ride. I found myself riding through gentle rolling fields under an amazing blue sky.
As you can see, I was getting a bit sweaty and tired. I was also feeling some soreness in my bum, despite all the padding in my new shorts. I was starting to suspect that the big cushy seat on the Swapfiets bike wasn’t actually doing me any favours…
I found a bench in Forstenrieder Park to eat my snack and have a rest.
I made the rest of the trip home without incident, and I was feeling pretty proud at having managed such a long ride. NOW WE COME TO THE TRAUMA. Later that night, showered and fed, I was sitting on the sofa in a pair of shorts when the Snook looked at me and said, “Is your leg bleeding?!” Folks, I had a big bruised wound high up on my thigh that had actually burst somehow without me noticing it. It was basically a boil or a saddle sore that had formed from rubbing against the bike seat. We cleaned it up, put on an antiseptic, and bandaged it up. I also took a photo so I could show my doctor the next day via a tele-appointment. “Yeah, you’re fine,” he said. (These German doctors!) So yeah, my first saddle sore. Not fun!
That was basically the impetus I needed to finally buy a new bike. By August, I had found one on Ebay and paid âŹ250 for it. It’s a hybrid (meaning a cross between a road bike and a mountain bike) from local Munich cyclery 2rad.
It’s a couple years old, so I’ve made some upgrades and modifications since I got it. It originally came with a basket on the back but I took it off since I don’t really use it much. I took it into 2rad for a check-up, and they ended up replacing the brake pads for me and one of the chain links. One of the tire tubes had a leak, so Rodd and I managed to put in a new one. I also bought a new pair of handle grips to replace the old foam ones, and I got a hand-pump that I mounted on the frame. (I carry a patch kit and tire levers in my hydration pack, but I’m thinking of getting a little saddle bag.) It’s so much lighter than the Swapfiets bike! It’s also got more gears (27!) and consequently I’m finding it a lot easier to get up hills. And most importantly, the new seat is narrower and so far I’m finding it a lot more comfortable for long rides.
The first long ride I took her on was – where else? – along the Isar through the Englischer Garten.
Thankfully the flooding we saw earlier in the summer had mostly dissipated by September and the Isar was back to its normal size.
I couldn’t resist swinging by the Eisbachwelle to see if there were many surfers there. Yeah, there were a lot!
There were also plenty of folks taking advantage of the beautiful weather at the Chinesischer Turm (Chinese Tower) biergarten.
Every time I ride through the English Garten, I see something new. This time it was a field of sunflowers waving at me across a fence, and an old hydro power station across the river.
Snack time! You can also see in the background here the last bike-related purchase I made – a helmet. They aren’t required here, but I’m trying to get into the habit of wearing, especially for my long rides. I got a plain white Skullcap helmet and I’ve been having some fun decorating it with stickers.
My return trip took me back through the city, and I was happy to see a concert and arts festival happening in the Odeonsplatz. The “net” hanging above is actually an artwork by Janet Echelmann, and it looks incredibly beautiful lit up at night.
As I was waiting at a red light near home, I heard a loud jingling noise. To my delight, all traffic stopped as the Augustiner Bräu bierwagen drove past, pulled by a team of horses and carrying a couple beardy Bavarians in lederhosen. Official Oktoberfest may have been cancelled, but Mßncheners still celebrated where they could!
The last long ride I did was just last weekend, a giant loop that took me on a greatest hits tour of Munich…
The first stop was Nymphenburg Palace, which we visited last year. My route took me across the bridge that crosses the Nymphenburger Kanal. I stopped midway to look back towards the palace. That’s it way off in the distance in that first photo. The other is looking in the opposite direction, down the canal…
There’s also an even smaller offshoot of the canal called the Biedersteiner, and I rode along that for a bit.
My next stop was Olympiapark, site of the Munich Olympics. Honestly, the juxtaposition of the green grass and the blue sky was so stunning I had to stop and take this photo. (Note to self: go back there in the winter and sled down that hill!)
There were lots of folks enjoying the day, boating on the little lake, and hiking the hills.
Eventually I headed home via the Englischer Garten and the Isar, and I finished at the Altstadt. It’s a pedestrian area so I had to walk my bike through the Marienplatz. It was looking very pretty, with baskets of flowers in Autumn colours all along the front.
I think that pretty much brings you up to date! Here’s a view of my Heat Map of where I’ve ridden in Munich. The really bright areas are from my shorter trips to the office or through the local parks, but all those little red tendrils are from my longer rides. Pretty neat! If you’re on Strava, you can follow me there and see if I managed to make my 1000km goal after all…
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Green and yellow and orange and red⌠đđ #autumn
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26km ride today past Nymphenburg, through Olympiapark, into the Englischer Garten Nord and all the way south to the city, through Marienplatz and the Altstadt to Sendlinger Tor and then home⌠Pretty much the greatest hits of Munich! đ´ââď¸đ
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Seafood and Gaudi in Barcelona
We have been incredibly fortunate to get to travel, even during the pandemic. I had a recent work event in Barcelona and so the Snook decided to accompany me. We headed there a few days early so we had time to play tourist.
Neither of us had ever been to Barcelona before. Actually, other than a short work trip the Snook made to Madrid 20 years ago, neither of us had ever really been to Spain! We caught a Saturday afternoon flight from Munich and were there within a couple hours. We checked into our hotel and then went out in search of dinner. It was a lovely night.
It was nice to see palm trees again! We had made a 9pm restaurant booking off a recommendation from my boss Enrique, and we had plenty of time to walk through the city and explore. Our route took us past the gates of the famous Citadel Park.
Our dinner booking was at Passadis del Pep. We honestly had no idea what to expect. Our first challenge was just finding the place – thereâs no sign, and you enter through an unobtrusive hallway. We noticed right away that our 9pm reservation – which felt quite late for us – was actually the first sitting of the night, as the place was still pretty empty!
Our waiter was an older guy who thankfully spoke a little English. âWe have no menu,â he said. âWe cook whatever is fresh and in season. Are you happy to be surprised?â We said we were. The starter was the classic âpa amb tomĂ quetâ (bread with tomato) with some olives and chips.
I knew we were going to be in for a lot of seafood! Next course was a tuna tartare doused in olive oil with some crisp toasts.
The food just kept coming. Next was a pot of all different clams and pippis. This was my first time ever having razor clams! The Snook was in heaven, and we eagerly sopped up the pot liquor with bread.
See? Told you he was happy.
Next we had grilled PadrĂłn peppers with sea salt, and a plate of lightly battered and fried baby shrimps. I was dubious of the Snookâs advice to just eat them, legs and all, but they were so tiny they had crisped up like French fries!
Little grilled squids! Just the right amount of charâŚ
Next up was a local specialty of wild mushrooms with a very rich sauce. (Definitely butter, maybe even some egg yolks?) I liked this, but the Snook wasnât as much of a fan.
At this point I noticed there was giant JamĂłn on a special stand behind the Snook. *drool*
These were like a langoustine, I think? With some sweet caramelised onions on top.
Yet more prawns! At this point we were getting pretty full, and there was no sign of the parade of dishes coming to an end. I flagged down our charming waiter to ask him how much more there was to come. âSteak or fish?â he replied. âSteak,â I sighed.
Our final âmainâ course was a beautifully rare steak along with garlic and rosemary fries. It was delicious, definitely the best steak weâd had since leaving Australia. We were so stuffed though!
But we were feeling great. We drank an entire bottle of a local Catalan wine. That probably helped.
Dessert was thankfully very light – just a couple scoops of lemon sorbet, and then our choice of a couple digestivs. I went for the cream liqueur, while the Snook went for the âBrujaâ (which he said reminded him of grappa). What a great start to our Barcelona mini-break!