Fuessen Germany Dec. 24-26

Christmas Eve walk

Christmas Eve walk



Monastery- not a castle. But good enough for Zack.



The little cart outside our hotel.

It started snowing on the 24th and snowed all the way to the 26th. And then it cleared up, and we were able to make it back to Munich for the flight to Paris with no trouble. It was a perfect, laid back, white Christmas. During one of our rambles, we found a pizzeria open on Christmas eve, where the owner/cook asked us to come back on Christmas Day as well. He spoke German, Turkish, English, Italian, Bosnian (he was a humanitarian supply truck driver for 14 years in Bosnia), and had menus in each of those as well as Greek and French and Spanish. We had great conversations in a mix of English and Bosnian.

We took many walks through the town, returning to the hotel to warm up and take naps, read, chat, and mostly rest like we are supposed to do while on vacation. We bought me a new shirt at Woolworth, some chocolate to get us through the cold nights (once we figured out how to turn the heat on, the room was quite toasty).

Who knows what this originally was,
but it was in the middle of a park.

Can I live here?

Summon the guards! Oh, it is not that type of place.
Well, then, get the choir to sing the intruders out!

We found many of these places during our Christmas Eve walk, and then visited them again in the daylight. Most businesses closed Christmas Eve, and most people were inside, so we had the city to ourselves. We tried the hot wine that stalls on the street served. It certainly warmed us up.



When we were growing up, these anamatronic figures were all the rage.
They are still popular in the Munich Airport, and after seeing the clocks, the Alps,
the Bavarian small towns of St. Nick, we think they are even cooler.



A good little picture to end with. This sums up the
town perfectly. Cute, laid back, snowy.