Every eating establishment in Munich offers pretzels on the menu. Breakfast at the hotel consisted of pastries, fruits, yogurt, meats and cheeses, eggs, and of course two types of sausage and a stand of pretzels. They are everywhere.

This morning we spent three hours on a Viator walking tour about Munich and the Third Reich. Josh, a terrific guide/storyteller showed us different historic sites in the Nazi movement and educated us on the Nazi propaganda machine. Berlin may be the capital of Germany, but Munich was the headquarters of the Nazi party and where the movement began.

Miss M and I grabbed lunch from an Armenian kebab place in the city center called Ali’s, where I had the best, piping hot, spicy lamejun.

We went back to the courts from yesterday for a family game of futsal at the roof top court and then shooting hoops at the ground level outdoor court. D was in his happy place.

Mari rested late afternoon while Paul, D and I climbed the 13 flights of stairs inside St Peters, the oldest church in Munich to see beautiful panoramic view over the entire city.

The kids briefly rested while Paul and I enjoyed a few half liters (and a pretzel) at a nearby bar. Then we went to Augustiner-Keller, an outdoor beer garden recommended to us by a former coworker. Cheese filled sausage with potato salad for me, schnitzel for Paul, some type of roast pork with gravy for Big D, fries for Miss M, and liters of beer of course. The place is huge and pics do not do it justice.

Our trip wouldn’t be complete without another visit to the rooftop courts, this time late at night. D was hoping they’d be lit up at or we’d be able to enjoy the view from seven stories up, but the cage was locked.

Nearly 22,000 steps today and we are done!