The tour de München

Zum Geburtstag viel Glück

Zum Geburtstag viel Glück

Zum Geburtstag viel Glück liebe mich

Zum Geburtstag viel Glück

The right place at the right time, although the sign ruins it

Cultural experience Nº4 with my German class was a walking tour through München.  Sounds good but there is a problem.  The guide only speaks Deutsch.  It is a testimony to the effectiveness of the language school that Soledad, class mate and new friend, and I could actually understand the gist of what was being said.  I have to admit that it took a lot of concentration and sometimes I would prefer just to look around rather than follow what was being said.  All in all the tour was good and I went to a few places that I had not yet seen.

The highlight of the day was the late lunch I had after the tour.  A few days earlier Annika had introduced me to Krustenbraten at a particular stand in the Victualien Markets.  Krustenbraten is a slice of pork, with some crackling in a bread roll.  So what! I hear the cry go out across Australia, Tis nothing but a roast pork roll.  To which I reply You poor misguided fools.  When it comes to roasting pork the Germans have got world beat, even the Chinese with their roast pork belly must bow their heads in collective shame.  Krustenbraten is a 1 to 1.5 cm slice of lean pork, seasoned to perfection, roasted till it falls apart at the slightest hint of mastication, topped with perfectly salted crackling, not too hard but with enough crunch to savour it's texture; all sandwiched in a crisp white Brotchen.  That is all I am going to say about Krustenbraten.