Tempe, AZ (Home Base)
USA
Perhaps I was jinxed as it had rained in every city I’d been to since my arrival in Europe. Five days worth of downpour in London, a couple days of regular ole rain in Paris, and one harsh day of slanted rain in Interlaken. Why wouldn’t there be a light drizzle in Munich to cap things off? I can’t be critical. It was, after all, the beginning of September and if I’d read a site like ours, I’d have known August and September are rainy months in Germany!!
A light rain poured and Paul (my current travel buddy) and I took cover under a large tree. Always the gentleman, Paul laid down his jacket for him and I to sit on, preventing our last pair of clean jeans from getting drenched. It was nice after all the eating, drinking, and walking, for Paul and I to meander through the park and catch up on all we’d seen and done prior to meeting in Interlaken.
As much as I enjoyed Luxembourg Garden in Paris and St. James, Hyde, and Green Parks in London, I loved the Englischer Garden just as much, maybe a smidge more. Maybe because it was such a simple park - i.e. minimal trees, sparse benches, etc. - I spent more time there.
It’s a remarkable open space that made it easy to see tourists and locals alike enjoying the garden’s curvy pathways and extraordinary landscape. From most spots in the garden, it was also easy to see downtown Munich’s unique buildings against the skyline.
For me, it was all leading up to Spain where I was to meet Ali and experience the time of our lives together. For Paul, it was the end of traveling with his sister and a start of something completely new. He was off to Amsterdam alone and I was headed to northern Spain, but for both of us, in the middle of the Englischer Garden, it was sanctuary within Munich, Germany.