The goal of today was to stay awake and it’s been a struggle for almost everyone. Our hotel is one block from Marienplatz, the center of old Munich. We walked, had some sausages, pretzels and beer, shopped, walked some more, saw some Armenians dancing on a nearby stage as part of some local festival, saw the glockenspiel chime (very anticlimactic), walked more, found the nearby court that Big D had researched, and walked more to acclimate ourselves.

The day ended at Haufbrauhaus for a liter of beer for Paul and a liter for Big D, Apple streusel, two pretzels and a pork knuckle with gravy. D ordered his liter of beer with ease; the drinking age here is 16, so close enough!