Time to finish the story of Mr. Bill’s wild ride through the Bavarian country side…
Sunday morning in Munich = Weisswurst at the Weisses Brauhaus. We took our seats at 9:30 AM, next to the Stammtisch. We were amazed that really nothing was going on here. Munich was hosting a 10km fun run and that seems to have scared away the serious Weisswurst crowd. We made due and thoroughly enjoyed our first Schneider Weissbiers of the day. Then came the Weisswurst with sweet mustard and fresh pretzels – truly Bavarian heaven.
Steffi called and said they were getting close to Munich, so we paid out tab and walked out into “Tal.” We hailed a Taxi and he zipped us down to Tierpark Hellabrunn – the Munich Zoo. We found Steffis, Ingo, Maggie, and the two kids just inside and we enjoyed a slow stroll around the zoo. Other than watching the turtles mating, the high point was enjoyed our lunch together in the park’s own beergarten. Laura enjoyed the palyground and Uncle Bill and I reveled in the Augustiner while catching up on the news from our friends.
After the zoo, we walked through the FKK zone on the Isar to the Biergarten Flaucher. It was Germany v. England and all the places near the TV were filled. So, we sat in the shade and enjoyed a few Mass of Loewenbraeu. It didn’t really matter since we could hear the crowd roar with every play, so it wasn’t hard to tell what was happening in the game. Germany ended up sending England packing and the Lederhosen-clad Germans reveled in their victory.
We walked back to where Ingo had parked an said good-bye for the evening. Bill and I ventured on to another Biergarten that has long been on my list: Mangostin. Quite unusual in that this biergarten combines and Asian theme with the Munich biergarten tradition. It features 3 different food stations offering various types of Asian cuisine. Inside, there was an upscale Japanese and a Thai restaurant. The seating area was plush and even some hammocks were offered. I ordered Sushi and Bill had a steak and we both enjoyed a fresh Weissbier with it. Not the usual fare, but a welcome change of pace.
After our dinner, we contemplated our next move. Tails meant we venture on further to Waldwirtschaft – the jazz biergarten. Heads meant the Hofbraeuhaus and an early night. Head it was, so we headed back to the U-Bahn. Arriving in Marienplatz, it looked like a bomb went off. With the German Football victory, trash was everywhere – quite unusual in the Bavarian Capital. We entered the Hofbraeuhaus and took a seat near the band. Sunday nights are my favorite time in Hofbraeu – it’s a little quieter and it seems I can also get a good seat near the band. We had a Mass and it was a pretty mellow evening. By the second Mass, Bill was at another table jawing with a Canadian couple and I was at another jawing with the locals. They guys I talked to made all his own Trachten jewelry – it was really neat stuff. We did a round or two of Willi (Schnapps) and around about midnight the waiters lost there patience with us. Bill had an urge for those greasy french fries, so we headed to the Hauptbahnhof. Unfortunately, we missed the French Fry stand’s closing time by minutes and had to content ourselves with a red bratwurst and, stupidly, another Augustiner. At this very moment, my lovely bride called my from Australia – don’t remember much of that conversation…nor the ride home…
Though I had one of those “bathroom-down-the-hall” rooms, things worked out fine for me. Bill and I met for breakfast and packed up for the ride to Fuessen. It was so hot on the train and we fought with a door that rattled incessantly. but we made it to Hotel Ruchti just in time for lunch with Steffi and Ingo. It was so nice to be back in this, my second home. We had a relaxing afternoon hanging out at the Mittersee – Lake Mitter. Bill and I went for a swim and enjoyed a few Weissbiers in the sunshine as well as the spa – ice cold pool that you walk throuogh – feels great on the legs! In the evening, we caught the Alphorn players and spent the evening with Steffi and Ingo – perfect…
Stefanie and Brigitte picked us up in Fuessen and we drove to Speiden just to find out the Maria Hilfer doesn’t open until 3:00. Steffi and Maggie came with the kids and we she decided we should go to Schlossbergalm for lunch. Sitting in the shade of the umbrella’s while looking over the Allgaeuer landscape made famous in “The Great Escape” was a real joy. After lunch, we returned to the Sudhaus to buy a few party kegs for dinner at Brigitte’s house. Once we got to Boebing, we changed into our swimsuits and went to Lake Boebing with Stefanie – we had a long swim before Karl and Sepp arrived. Then, we spent a few hours in the sunshine drinking Dachsbraeu Weissbier together, catching up.
In the evening, we went to Brigitte’s and they had prepare a first class BBQ in our honor. What a great place they have here – lots of nooks and crannies to enjoy the garden and relax. The beer was tapped by Stefan’s Dad and Martin manned the grill. Even Father Sepp was in attendance and, later, Sepp and Carmen stopped by. It was great evening filled with much laughter – the definition of Gemuetlichkeit. I’ll never forget us teaching each other our favorite tongue twisters – what the heck is an “Oech-katzl-schwof?”
The next morning was a bit fuzzy. We got up and made it back over to Brigitte’s for Weisswurst. As much as I love Weisswurst, there is none better than from the Sohmen Butchery. No kidding, it is the best in the world. I started out with a cup of coffee, but when those freash Weisswurst and Pretzels hit the table, one grabs automatically for a Weissbier – es gehoert einfach dazu! Weisswurst cannot be enjoyed without a Weissbier! We ate slowly and thoroughly enjoyed the meal and the beautiful garden. Steffi slept on the grass while the rest of us conversed. We knew we really should do something with this beautiful day, but it was sooo comfortable there….Finally, we got ourselves motivated and we said good-byt to Boebing. Brigitte drove us towards Fuessen with a stop at the Buchenberg. We rode the chairlift to the top and had a small snack and few beers. The last chair down was at 4:45 Pm and we realized this at 4:50 PM. Brigitte ran to the lift just as it stopped running! Fortunately, the took pity on us and rep-started the lift and got our butts down the mountain – whew!
With a teary farewell to Brigitte, we returned to Ruchti. We enjoyed one of those famous Ruchti Schnitzels and then we drove out to Haus Hopfensee with Steffi and Seppi. They had a Heimat Abend planned and Seppi danced to the music on Steffi’s lap. After Steffi left to get Seppi to bed, I was picked out of the crowd to play the Teufelsgeige and Maggie was selected to join me on the washboard – obviously we had a great time with that. After a quick drink with the performers afterward, we took a taxi back to Fuessen and waited for Ingo to return from his evening’s meeting. The summer breeze on the front terrace felt amazing and we stayed out well past midnight.
As soon as I saw Bill in the morning, he warned me that he wasn’t feeling well. We had breakfast and walked downtown with Steffi and the kids. We had a few errands to run and Bill went to Trachten Wolf to see what they had for him. He located a jacket style he like and they promised to order it for him. Bill was suddenly gone and I figured he was with Steffi and Maggie. I met them on the main street and they had not seen Bill. I didn’t worry much, because Bill said he wanted to go back to the hotel after visiting the store. So, the rest of us stopped for a Gelato and then stopped at the craft store so I could buy Vonia a few things. In midst of this, Bill called in severe pain. I got a hold of Steffi and we called the Notzartzt – Ambulance. We told Bill to sit tight – help was on the way and we hoofed it back to Bad Faulenbach. The ambulance was out front when we got there and they were busy working on Bill. They’d already given Bill some painkiller and he doesn’t remember talking to me! We got him checked into the hospital and settled for the night. In the meantime, we all went to Ingo’s mom’s for a BBQ. She had already prepared things and there really wasn’t anything else to be done for Bill. It was great to catch up with Ingo’s mom and we enjoyed a few shots of Croatian Schnapps!
More to follow…