I don’t really know what to say about this part of our trip. Visiting the city my grandma grew up in was really a dream come true for me. And let’s be honest, it’s a dream that I didn’t really think was going to happen. Europe trips don’t really come around that often. For me, this was without a doubt the best part of the trip.
I walked the streets of Munich in as much silence as I could muster, trying to take in everything I saw. I listened as our tour guide explained that we were walking down the same streets that Hitler marched his army, and I thought of all of the sadness that was once in this great city. I looked up at the giant glockenspiel in the center of town and I couldn’t help but wonder if my grandma had done the same thing as a little girl. As I heard about the history of the town, I couldn’t help but feel that I was hearing about my history… It was strange, but I loved every second of it. New dream? To go again 🙂
-The Munich Loving Kelley