Day 5 Munich

Weather remains great 8-22 most days.

Apartment is so well sealed that we both wake up with the heat despite a window open. German custom of doona no sheet means you sweat or freeze. We have a cunning plan to use spare covers as sheets.
Only taken 4 nights!

You may have guessed how the day started?
Coffee and pastry. We have vowed to find an alternative soon. Strong

intentions, weak execution.

Early start at Marienplatz, a very large square facing the city's old town hall (Rathaus). The Rathaus has a world famous mechanical clock that tells a tale of the fantastically expensive marriage of Bavarian Duke Wilhelm V in 1568. Bigger that lifesize figures dance, Knights joust and birds sing. Tourists all gape.
It's good to be king.

Bernadette made a donation to the city council with a 5 euro note swallowed by the ticket machine into the ladies toilet.
The lady in charge was most obliging to her plight with a bovine disinterest that was a pleasure to see.

Did the church tour:
Frauenkirche, Cathedral of Our Lady a huge late gothic brick cathedral with domed twin towers. Consecrated in 1492 it's been rebuilt, renovated, bombed, restored and is looks enormous because it is but also it is very unadorned because of restoratio after the war.
St Peters Church, Munich's oldest church it has a very baroque feel, more is better. It's also luck to have the skeleton of St Mundita.
I must share the details with you from Atlas Obscura;
Sewn into a transparent body stocking covered with gold and jewels, with glass eyes staring upwards, her remains have been here since their transfer from the Roman catacombs in 1675. She is believed to have been martyred in 310 AD, beheaded with a hatchet.

Kept hidden in a wooden box from 1804 on, she was put back on display in 1883. The patron saint of “spinsters”, she may have once been beautiful (or maybe not), but today jewels cover her naked bones. In her hand she holds a glass container filled with dried blood, a relic of her martyrdom. Each year a feast day is held in her honor on November 17, complete with a High Mass and candle procession.

On top of her ossuary is a much smaller one containing the skull of Saint Erasmus of Formiae, the patron saint of mariners and protector against intestinal ailments. He is often overlooked because of the elaborate coffin of his down stairs neighbor.

Saint Erasmus is now my favourite saint.

Theatinerkirche, a late baroque church with a yellow painted exterior. The interior is stuccoed to bugger with more ornamentation than you can take in. Titally over the top and all in white.

All churched went to Zara, why not. A couple of purchases ensued and then we stumbled across Dallmayr Delikatessenhaus (Dallmayr Delicatessan) which makes David Jones Food Hall look like MacDonalds. We did not enjoy their fare as we were short the 5 euro. Place was totally over the top.

Because we had the time went to Michaela's for the rest of the afternoon and evening amd helped unpack boxes. wash crockery, carry rubbish and generally having an excellent time helping them set up their kitchen.
Bern remarked "I do enjoy cleaning" and disappeared into to bathroom to the eradicate the limescale on the shower recess. To each their own.

Dinner at a local restuarantt and home to a hot bedroom.


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