Unterwegs with plenty I should be doing otherwise

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The FilmfestMünchen is thankfully behind us. It’s the only week of the year where we can see a variety of independent film and even some not-yet-released-in-Europe bigger movies; however, the way I do it involves quite a lot of screenings. My eyes may or may not be rectangular, as a result.

There are still reviews to write and other projects in the pipeline, but I got a call from a good friend who’s visiting from the States. On her way back home tomorrow, the only way I was going to see her was to hop a train to Passau for the day.

What about my dogs Ella and Louis? Well, they’ve been riding the train since they were pups. This is almost second nature for them.

Ooh, here’s a photo I took of them a few years ago in Passau.

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Passau is a gorgeous smaller Bavarian city on the Austrian border and not far from the Czech Republic. It was actually one of the first places I took the dogs after bringing them home from Hamburg.

Although Germans know about this gem of a city, I rarely see any English-speaking tourists there. Perhaps someone writing in English should be talking more about it. Someone who knows a bit about Bavaria and enjoys writing about all that’s going on there.

I wonder who that could be.

Guinness is apparently good for you…apparently

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Who wouldn’t trust a gnome carrying beer?

 

Not sure exactly what’s going on in this window, but apparently Guinness is Good for You. I suppose that’s useful information to know. I thought the gnome holding up those several Krugs of Bavarian beer would be a nice way to mention that the Oktoberfest has begun here.

For the uninitiated, that means upward of two weeks of more and more tourists descending on Munich for the renowned beer festival. Pretty sure there’s no actual Guinness on offer there, though. There are plenty of Irish pubs in town if that’s really what you need.

I’ve got other things to talk about here, but life keeps getting in the way of regular blogging. I’m aware that blogging is still something people do. It’s a done thing. Not often enough by me, but a done thing nevertheless.

Hope you’ve got other things to read. There’s plenty out there – to read, I mean. Hoo-whee…that’s why I’m throwing this half-arsed blogpost up and rushing off. I’ve actually been enjoying a book that I can’t wait to get back to. As you were.

pulls you along

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There are quite a few famous historical buildings in Bamberg, but I often find myself drawn back to the area of town called Stephansberg – particularly the Concordia Straße pictured above.

It’s quaint. The cobblestone road is incredibly inviting, and it’s almost as if it pulls you along from one adorable little terraced house to the next. Beautiful, eh?

fighting dragons

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dragon on a wall in Landsberg am Lech

Because I blogged relatively rarely over the holidays, I have a backlog of photos that I haven’t bothered putting here. There are a lot of dragons on walls and in paintings that I’ve been running into lately.

The one above was in Landsberg am Lech, which is a little village west-southwest of Munich. Because of the drudgery of getting everything set up in the new flat, I’m equating my daily struggle with fighting dragons.

It’s certainly dramatic. I get that.

Even though these tasks aren’t insurmountable, the sorting of them is momentarily daunting. I look at the competing websites that offer a DSL connection and they look indistinguishable to my eyes. I call the service number and they’re quite good at throwing numbers around…numbers that then swirl through my head, as I try to comprehend what exactly it is that I need.

But in the meantime, I’ve got only my phone connecting me to the web. Aside from a few moments in the café, I’m without internet. Last night, I read a book and actually went to sleep at a reasonable hour.

My hope is that even when I’m completely connected again, I’ll remember to turn all these devices off periodically. Just me and a cup of tea and my thoughts.

Dragons be damned.

gone holidaying in Tutzing

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Where the mail arrives in Tutzing

Realised today that there’s nothing holding me in Munich. Everybody’s off for Christmas, so my obligation is to get back by the second week of the New Year. Until then, I might just wander a bit.

I’ve begun to consider living farther afield, and Tutzing is a town I’ve always enjoyed visiting. It’s probably not the easiest commute, but at this point finding a flat back in the big city is proving to be more trouble than it’s worth.

So, above is where the mail arrives here in Tutzing. I’ll take more photos of the town and surroundings in the coming days. It’s on the banks of Lake Starnberg, which is one of the prettiest places in Bavaria. Here’s a photo of the church in town:

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And here’s a photo of me being sour in the snow:

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Grey beard!

so blue I’ve got the greens (searching for a flat in Munich)

'A Hund ist er scho...'

I’m sure this guy’s got a place to lay his head…somewhere in Munich those dogs have little Dachshund beds…

 

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‘A Hund ist er scho…’

Not sure where I first heard that line, but I think it was a singer one night in San Antonio at Jim Cullum’s place down on the Riverwalk. I’ve always loved the imagery.

Most of you think the the Blues are bad, but you ain’t seen the Greens

To be candid, I’m mostly cheerful in my day-to-day life and not much gets me down. Really. Part of me wants to say that I’ve been too busy to blog, but if I’m really forthright…I don’t want to complain.

My thoughts over the last few months have been entirely related to real estate, and after a while it gets rather dull to talk to such a person. A person such as myself in this situation. Anyone who’s looked for a flat in this town has sympathy to spare when they hear what I’m up to. It’s simply not easy. Not at all.

Ostensibly, there are not enough places to live, and  companies are relocating their people to Munich all the time. As if no-one’s told them that there’s no available flats in the Bavarian capital. Please, tell your people to tell the domestic and international firms sending their employees to Munich to cease and desist. Don’t just cease. Please desist, as well.

Here’s the thing, though. People not only move to this town every damned day, but they find places to live. It’s true.

There are more places than you might think. There are landlords and property managers begging for good tenants. There are investment properties sitting empty, because  the right person to live there simply hasn’t been found. That gives me pause, ya know?

So, rather than avoiding my blog because I simply don’t want to moan and complain all the time, I’ve decided to talk about my search for a flat in detail. I’ll leave the best and worst of it here on my Miscellaneous Blog (what was formerly called a

). What’ll likely happen is that I’ll find something temporary, that allows Ella and Louis to live with me once again (they’ve been at the Hundepension for nearly three weeks), and that’ll buy me time to find the ideal place.

One with a garden. Or one looking out on the mountains. Or simply one that doesn’t eat most of my savings. We’ll see. Wish me luck.

goodbye Oktoberfest

the rides

I’ve abandoned Munich, so I had to say goodbye to the Oktoberfest. Here are a few photos I took. Whatchya think?

‘Here the bear is loose…’

‘Wine is poetry in a bottle…in wine is the truth’.

Altes Brauhaus

The ‘Krinoline’…since 1924.

Apparently these crepes are ‘saugut’.

Your blogger trying to pretend to be ‘saugut’.

Alpina Bahn

Herzerlhaus

I know plenty of Irish people who’d never do such a thing…I refuse to perpetuate this stereotype.

shooting

pig on a spit

Der Widder…

Finally, a beer tent.