The traveling adventures of two gay guys - going gray and not afraid to take on the world.

Saturday, November 05, 2005

Nov. 5 - Getting Ready To Ship Out

Here we are: another rainy Seattle day. In the mail last week we received information about our next travel adventure. We're going on a cruise baby!

Six weeks from today we will board the Sapphire Princess for a seven night cruise to the Pacific Coast of Mexico. This is our first cruise and I'm (as usual) very excited. Next weekend I'm going to go buy my first Italian suite to wear on formal dress nights. It's going to cost me an arm and a leg, but the last time I tried one on at Nordstrom, I looked drop dead gorgeous! Hey, the clothes make the man, right?

Cruising is a totally different travel style for Gene and I. And that's part of what makes this new adventure exciting. Not only do I enjoy different cultures, languages, and peoples - but also I want to see them from different perspectives and styles. Some trips are great history trips and tremendous cultural experiences. Others should be simply for relaxation and a little pampering. Though a cruise doesn't allow us to see as much of Mexico as those who travel by car and foot, I believe it will be more relaxing and slow paced than our usual style of rapid and lightweight travel.

Saturday, July 30, 2005

July 30 - There's No Place Like Home

(John) Well, we made it. We got home last night at about 7:30pm local. Of course, my body felt like it was about 5am because I'm still on continental Europe time.

The final flight from Chicago to Seattle was like riding in a school bus. We were surrounded by screaming, crying, laughing, playing children. Usually, I have no problems with kids (a teacher shouldn't) but after 16 hours in trains, plains, and airports, the last thing I wanted was a grumpy 2 year old crying and kicking the back of my seat.

It feels good to be home in Seattle. The trip was beyond wonderful, and we will be heading off on new European travels in two or three years, but this long trip also reminded me to appreciate my home town, our house, and of course, our four legged children. Sharla took good care of our home. It felt terrific to walk into the house, be greeted by an excited dog and find everything in order.

Over the next few days I'm going to go back and add pictures to each of my postings. So, if you're interested in seeing the places and not just reading about them, you can go back through the postings and get a better idea of what we saw and did. Then, of course, there will be the multi part epic video. Those of you who have seen my home movies know what I'm talking about. For now, it's time to catch up on mail, bills, yardwork, groceries, and more.

The next trip is this coming December: our first cruise (Mexico). After that, the Canadian Rocky Mountains (summer 2006), and then probably Japan (December of 2006.)

Stay tuned!

Friday, July 29, 2005

July 29 - Almost Home

(Gene) Well, with maybe 4 hrs of sleep we are off on our way back home. It was very hot & muggy last evening. Therefore, we had all of our room windows opened. This helped somewhat. But, it also allowed all the noises from the street level to come into our room as well as the outside air.

As John has previously mentioned, Amsterdam is densly populated. Therefore , all the various city noises continue throughout the wee hours of the morning.

After an easy walk this morning to the Central train station and a quick train trip, we arrived at Schipol airport. It is huge. It is laid out well and we had no troubles maneuvering around.

There were lots of security stops. I liked them. We must have had at least 10 people check our boarding pass and passport before we got to our seat on an Airbus 320. Having the extra security stops did not seem to slow the process down. I did not feel any inconvenience with the entire procedure.

Once onboard, I noticed that the British Midlands plane was only about 70% full. Therefore, John and I moved so that we both had window seats with no other folks in either of our rows. I was very surprised that for a 45 minute flight we were served not only a beverage but a light breakfast too. It was pannini bread with an egg omlette inside. I had mushroom and egg. John had ham, cheese ang egg. It was just what I needed.

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We have made it to our gate at London's Heathrow airport. I thought Schipol was big! Heathrow is much bigger with 425,000 flights a year. It is quite a maze of terminals, passageways, etc. Luckily, it is very well marked. Even though it seemed to take a long time to move about the airport, my travel motto has always been "pack your patience." People traveling through Heathrow need to include 2 hours just for moving about and checking in. We were fortunate since we were not leaving the airport. If we had, that would have added more time as it would have required a trip through Customs and Immigration too. Now we sit and wait for our 777 to arrive. Then we are off to Chicago!!!
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I actually slept a bit on the plane. I have never been able to before. It was not a lot of time. But, I feel somewhat refreshed.

We were served lunch. I had a tastey chicken dish and John chose beef. I understand that before we land we will have a light snack. Overall, I have been very pleased of the food onboard American Airlines. I am sure I would have enjoyed Business Class even more. Oh well. Maybe on the next trip.

Seattle, here we come.

Thursday, July 28, 2005

July 29 - Homeward Bound

(John) For most of you, this message was posted while you were getting ready for bed on Thursday night. But, here in Amsterdam, it is 5:50 on Friday morning and we are headed to Schipol Airport. We have 16 hours of flying ahead of us. I'm not looking forward to it.

Thankfully, last night's dinner at Sing Singel Café was a wonderful way to end our travels. It was a tiny place with only 20 seats inside and out. The entire menu was written on chalkboard. I had the cheese fondue and Gene had short ribs. Yummmmm! And all that food came at a very reasonable price.

Now we are subject to airline food, cramped conditions, and long hours. Oh well, I'm willing to make the sacrifice for all the woderful memories, seven hours of video, 800 photos, and pages upon pages of journal writing. Bon voyage Europe!

July 28 - Gene's Final Word

(Gene) It has been 31 years since I was in Europe. This morning I was surprised at the expanded Anne Frank house exhibition. The museum has taken over at least 3 buildings. There is a new visitors center where you enter and exit, as well as the "main attraction". The use of technology with videos on flat screen monitors definitely has brought this 60 year old venue into the 21st century.

We ended the day and, alas, our 33 day trip in a very local restaurant. It was less than 1\4 block away and wonderful. John and I both have been wanting fondue during our trip and tonight he had it. I had spare ribs. It seems that they have become an Amsterdam specialty. It was a bit slow in the kitchen tonight so I had unlimited ribs. I managed to eat 15 of them. John helped out with 5. I would definitely go back there for another meal if we were in town longer. I give this place a 100% recommendation. It is called Sing Singel Café.

We have eaten many wonderful dinners while vacationing. This was one of my favorites and it was one of our least expensive meals too. When we travel we always go over our food budget.

While it is too early to say what we actaully spent on food, I would estimate that we are over budget. We could have kept more in budget. It's just that we always want to try that special dish or dessert. Actually, speaking of desert, I do not remember any time while traveling that I have partaken of the local desserts on such a regular basis.

John is finishing packing for our return back to Seattle. I told him tonight that while I do miss familiar and comfortable things at home, I could keep on going. I've enjoyed it that much.

In about 24 hours we will be back home. I do miss Amy, our Schnauzer. As I wrote early on, I wondered if I could find a Schnauzer to rent. I must admit that we never once saw a mini Schnauzer. I wish we had.

July 28 - Religion, Rembrandt, and Resistance

(John) We rose to the incessant clamoring of power tools. A home across the canal was undergoing renovation starting at 7am. Major European cities strike me as tremendously noisy. The rumble of trams, buzz of motorbikes, and in Amsterdam, the ding ding of bicycle bells fill the atmosphere with sound. I'm glad I have earplugs.

It rained again this morning, but soon the skies cleared and it warmed up. My mood picked up too. Apparently, northern Europe has about the same amount of summer sun as Seattle. It's just more humid here.

Gene and I both read the Diary of Anne Frank during this trip. Today, we actually saw her family's hiding place. Lines for this memorial site can be very long. We got there 20 minutes after the opening and more than 100 people were already in line (most we from a gigantic tour group of teenage girls.)

We learned that thousands of Jews in Holland went into hiding. And mass strikes were called by the Dutch to protest discrimination against and deportation of Jews. Of course, the Nazis and local Fascist party responded ruthlessly.

Very little about the the Frank's house and business offices has changed. All the furniture is gone, but the tour through the Secret Annex is still impressive and very familiar. Anne's original movie star pictures still decorate her bedroom walls. Speaking of originals, two of the original diaries are on display, opened to a date close to the current month and day.

Most touching of all is a video of Otto Frank at the very end of the exhibit. He recalls the time when he returned to Amsterdam and learned that both his daughters had died from typhus one month before their camp was liberated. Is was at that moment Miep, his assistant pulled a stack of Anne's diaries from her desk and said, "This is your daughter's legacy." At that moment, I felt a lump in my throat.

We took a tram to the Rijksmuseum next. Almost the entire facility is undergoing a renovation, but an exhibit of museum highlights is on display in one wing. Lots of Rembrandt, Vermeer, Borch, and Delftware. I have become a huge fan of Rembrandt during this trip.

After a café lunch and another tram ride, we wandered through what turned out to be one of my favorite museums of the entire trip - Museum of the Dutch Resistance. It was a fascinating and highly interactive series of displays, arranged chronologically, from 1930 to 1948. They used technology to augment documents and historical objects. We spent more time here than at the Rijksmuseum. Also, it wasn't nearly as crowded. We didn't object to the air conditioning either, since it had grown quit warm outside.

Now we are back in the hotel relaxing and packing for our departure at 6am tomorrow. A simple and early dinner is planned before final preparations and bedtime.

It's been a good day, a wonderful trip, and I'm looking forward to all the comforts and familiarity of home.

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

July 27 - More From Holland

(John) We left for Haarlem after a wonderful breakfast, served by our American expatriate hotelier. She was one of the few to serve French press coffee to her guests - which is always delicious.

Haarlem is a small city just 15 minutes from Amsterdam by express train. The Dutch are not nearly so focused on timely departure as the Germans are.

We visited beautiful Haarlem on an incredibly dreary day. I was in a foul mood because of the weather combined with homesickness. It was raining steadily and the atmosphere was dark due to the low misty clouds. I even found it a bit chilly. This type of weather is depressing. It makes photography difficult, even under the shelter of an umbrella.

My mood makes me overly sensitive, which means I bicker with Gene. He lets go of those moods faster than I do, much to his credit. But he has remarked that he's homesick too. We miss our schnauzer and all the comforts of our home. Sharla has remarked that the weather in Seattle has only recently warmed up.

Hmmm, I've spent more time talking about the weather and home than Haarlem. I'll leave most of that to Gene. Generally, I'll just remark that I like Haarlem's slower pace and smaller population. It has all the important things like cafes, shops and historic churches, but without the massive crowds and traffic of Amsterdam.

I hope the weather is better tomorrow. It would be nice to end our trip on a high note.

(Gene) Haarlem is jam packed with charm. Everywhere you look is postcard perfect. As John mentioned, it was drizzly and dreary. Therefore, not too many photo memories of this beautiful place.

Since this was a partial day trip we only had a few things on the agenda. One was the Grote Kerk. It was beautiful and loaded with lots of interesting historical facts. As we strolled around the church we listened to the magnificent pipe organ. The same organ, I might mention, that 10year old Mozart himself played on during a recital for wealthy Haarlem patrons. Handel and Bach a well. Speaking of those patrons, they are buried all around the church and their bodies smelled as they decomposed. Supposedly, the term " stinking rich" was originated at this church.

We also visited the Grote Market (town square) this is where I do have video proof of John eating raw herring, a Holland tradition. I had a few bites myself and it was quite tasty.

We visited the town's historical museum. It was small yet very informative. I especially enjoyed a special exhibit on the German occupation of Haarlem during WWII. We watched a 10 minute inter-active film on the history of Haarlem. Did you know that 40 years before Gutenberg invented movable type that L.J. Coster (a Haarlem local) is credited with inventing modern printing when he carved the letter "A" out of a wood block.

We ended our formal schedule by visiting Teylers Museum. This is Holland's oldest museum (200+ yrs) and certainly the most eclectic. We viewed scientific apparati from the 19th century, Renaissance drawings, 15th century coinage, fine oil paintings, a lumenesence room with glowing rocks, pickled extinct fish, fossils, dinosaur bones and even an exhibit on volcanism.

As we left this town I again wished it had been nicer weather. It was just too pretty to have the weather dampen our trip. When I get home I will look for sunny photo's on the internet to complete my visual experience.

Tomorrow is our last full day in Europe.

July 26 - Beginning the Final Chapter

(John) We are snuggled into our own first class compartment, zipping west toward Amsterdam. I'm listening to classical music and writing on my PDA. Gene is working on a puzzle book with his shoes off. This seems an appropriate time to record some final thoughts about Germany and Berlin.

We are traveling along the old east/west rail corridor that the communists allowed western trains to use enroute to Berlin. Of course, this route has obviously been upgraded in the last decade. I'm told the East allowed the West to lease this rail corridor so they could have a regular influx of Western currency. Which sparks my first comment about the Deutsche Bahn, the German rail system: fantastic!

We need a national system like this in the States, or at least regionally in the Pacific Northwest. Thankfully, we have the beginnings due to the Amtrak Cascades which is actually owned by Washington state. The outstanding feature of German trains is the high level of reliability. The system operates with unbelievable precision.

I could use the same superlatives about the U Bahn and S Bahn systems that are the backbone of public transit in German cities. Those rail systems are supplemented by trams and buses. At major bus/tram stops, reader boards update riders about the arrival of the next vehicle, counting down the minutes. I love it. The US should look at Germany as a model for our future.

However, all is not roses in Deutschland. Berlin, more than any other city we saw, was dirty. There was a great deal of graffiti and garbage. Munich was not like that. Berlin's parks and boulevards are ill kept as well. There were no beautiful window boxes and flower baskets as in Munich or along the Rhine. Cigarette butts are everywhere - just like smokers. Weeds fill the parks.

The architecture in Berlin was also lacking significance. The fact that the entire city was leveled by the allies means almost no great buildings were left. Unfortunately, reconstruction took place during the isolation of the Cold War when shipping construction material through the communist East was no doubt expensive. Also, internationally, I believe the decades of the fifties, sixties, and seventies were an architectural wasteland. Therefore, Berlin (east and west) has only recently seen the revival of beautiful architecture.

Thankfully some beautiful old buildings were restored during reconstruction and many new ones are rising. It seems as though the entirety of East Berlin is under construction. At one point we counted no fewer than seventeen construction tower cranes within sight.

Most of the taller buildings are already located in the East - the ubiquitous communist apartment blocks, rows and rows of them, extend to the horizon. But, high-rise office towers were almost completely lacking. Large groupings of skyscrapers seem more a feature of the Americas and east Asia than Europe.

Regarding the people of Germany, I had heard they could tend toward arrogance. I didn't find this to be the case. In large cities people are, as throughout much of the world, more distant and reserved. Munich may be a partial exception to that rule.

In small towns especially the folks are very warm and inviting. In fact, I found that those Germans who lived abroad at some time in their lives were the friendliest. They would initiate conversation more readily.

In the conservative south, the folks impressed me with their discipline and productivity. I can't tell you how many times I saw adults, especially older ones, rushing about as though their lives depended an the quick and efficient completion of a task at hand. Many of the older ladies that assisted or waited on us were rather like a stern but loving mother. I expected finger wagging and reminders about good posture.

Finally, I must comment on the German landscape. The country is far flatter than I expected. Even the mountainous areas of Bavaria are really quite small in the area covered. Most of Bavaria is low rolling hills.

Parts of the central highland region were far more varied in topography. Deciduous forests covered steep hills and shadowed the river valleys. Pine forest was common as well, especially in the central highlands near Leipzig. The north central region strikes me as flat and featureless except for occasional small towns and cities, usually located along a slow moving river.

Overall, I've found a great deal of pleasure in our explorations of Germany. We are coming into Hannover now, I need a shot of coffee and Gene is anxious to write too. Auf wiedersene!

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The trip to Amsterdam went well, and it was very relaxing. This city of canals is very lovely, especially the view from our creaky old hotel. Most buildings are very old and they all lean in one direction or another.

Just a block away there are half-naked ladies occupying windows lit with the expected red lights. I guess that is the way of things in Amsterdam. A couple of them called out to us as we walked by on our way to dinner - talk about barking up the wrong tree!

During the late nineteenth century, Seattle was like this, an open and tolerant town. Yet I felt very safe on the street tonight. Holland is the most densly populated country in Europe, and I really belive that's true. There are people everywhere! On the way into Amsterdam it was one town after another, with occasional farming tracts and canals in between.

Tomorrw we have a day trip to Haarlem on the itinerary.

July 25 - The Recent Past

(John) Recent history was our focus during this, our last day in Berlin. Of course, as I mentioned yesterday, we slept in. Then we spent an hour having coffee at Starbucks. From there, we were off to Checkpoint Charlie and the Museum of the Berlin Wall.

I learned a great deal about the division of Germany, especially the June 17, 1953 uprising and general strike against the communist partition of Germany. Obviously, they failed in the face of tanks and rifles. After the protests were quashed, the East German government had the gaul to say the people had to work twice as hard now to earn back the trust of the party! Imagine that! And they called themselves the "German Democratic Republic!"

In the museum, there were many interesting displays about escapes from east to west via tunnels, cars, balloon, scuba diving, and even surfboards. The museum is a warren of jam packed rooms. Everything is in both German and English. It was packed with tourists.

From the wall museum we walked down the street to the Topography of Terror which tells the history of the Nazi SS. It's an outdoor museum running along the foundation of the former SS headquarters. To the south of the displays are several huge piles of rubble overgrown with weeds and bushes - all that remains of the SS building. To the north is one of the remaining sections of the Anti-fascist Protective Rampart (the East German name for the Berlin Wall). It's about 100 meters long and is protected behind a fence, preserving it from those that want to chisel off souvenirs.

Across the street is the last remaining major Nazi building, home of the Lutwaffa - now the remodeled office of the German Finance Ministry.

All that history made my tummy growl, so we tucked into a little sweet and sour chicken for lunch. An interesting observation: chicken is rarely on the menu in Germany. There's lots of pork and lamb - even
turkey, bur rarely chicken.

Our post lunch wanderings brought us to the new Jewish Museum. It's a large edifice, and the building demands nearly as much attention as the contents. The baroque entrance building is attached to a highly symbolic modern wing that houses permanent exhibitions. The interior is arranged in a confusing manner, but I think that's intentional. The architecture reflects the rising and falling tolerance of Judaism within German culture over the last 1000 years.

Finally, we celebrated the closing days of our trip at the Terrace Restaurant, located on the roof of the newly remodeled Reichstag (home of the Bundestag - the lower house of the German parliament).

Our dinner was expensive, lavish, and refined - very uppercrust. The service was excellent. I had lamb and Gene had veal. The nice thing about dining at the Reichstag restaurant is you get to bypass the huge queue of tourists.

The outstanding attraction of the Reichstag is the wonderful manner in which classical and modern architectural styles have been blended. The central glass dome is spectacular.

A fine dinner and a walk around the dome made a delightful combination. Sadly, we were unable to get a cab afterward. That forced us to ride a....bus! (shudder) with the huddled masses. It's okay - I took a shower afterward;)

We have only three days remaining and those are dedicated to Amsterdam. Our train leaves Berlin at 8:45.

(Gene) This day was full of must do sites. As John mentioned, we went to Check Point Charlie. I noticed everything around this site has tapped into the marketing bug. I saw Chat Point Charlie (internet access), Snack Point Charlie and of course we ate lunch at Asia Snack at Point Charlie.

Additionally, you could have your photo taken with a costumed Yankee soldier and/or a Russian border guard for 3 euro. I elected to leave these Disneyesque moments to the masses onboard the hoardes of tour buses.

It was amazing to stand in the same spots where recent historical events occured. I remember vividly when the Berlin wall was literarly beaten and pulled down. I was glued to the TV. To stand at those sites and see/touch the wall gave me a wonderful feeling. I have seen large wall sections in both Seattle as well as at the Nixon Library in Yorba Linda, CA. I could not thoroughly appreciate them until I saw them in Berlin.

East Berlin is rapidly being modernized and transformed into a modern city. It's almost been a generation since the wall came down. I am glad to see the Berliners are taking some steps to help preserve and document important cold war locations before they're all gone and modern high rises take their place.

Dinner at the Reichstag was fantastic. On the way to the roof-top café we entered a private security area. We were quickly processed through security because they already had our name - we made dinner reservations in advance. We then walked over to a waiting elevator. However, we were soon joined by the masses who waited for hours to tour the same glass dome. A little planning (having a dining reservation) paid off handsomely. We were at the top in under 5 minutes.

We dined in a glass enclosed terrace high above Berlin. A thunder storm pounded upon our fish bowl-like room. For only a moment I wondered about all the plebs standing in line to enter the building. Had they found shelter? It was a brief thought interupted by my chilled tomato soup, presented by our waiter, Peter.

This civilized dinner was a fine way to end our journey through Germany. John and I have made it a habit to enjoy "last night" in a fine restaurant. We spend the time reflecting on our journies, and begin discussing our next adventure. Finally, we thank God for the very blessed life we have.

Monday, July 25, 2005

July 24 - Exhaustion

John) Today may have been the most tiring of the entire trip. I feel as if we've walked the greatest distance - equivalent to about twelve subway stops!

We saw a huge number of historical and cultural sites: the Kaiser Wilhelm Church, Europa Center, Sony Center, Pergommon Museum (Middle East Antiquities), the Berliner Dom (Lutheran), St. Hedwig Cathedral (Roman Catholic), Unter den Linden Street with many embassies, Alexander Platz, Potsdammer Platz, Brandenberg Gate, Parisian Platz, Bebelplatz and Humboldt University, the new Holocaust Memorial Park, the Palace of the Republic (East Berlin Congress Hall) and the Fernsehturm (Observation tower). Much of what we saw was in the former East Berlin.

Unfortunately, we didn't attend church. We were there on time, but they no longer offer a 9am service. Rather than wait for the next, we chose to move on.

Today, it was especially fascinating to see communist architecture as we walked through town, including the ugly, run down, and boarded up congress hall for East Germany. It's difficult to believe evil men like Eric Hoenecker worked there. Berlin has changed dramatically since reunification.

We ended the day with sushi and tempura near our hotel. I am exhausted and, frankly, chafed. Gene's blisters are starting to have babies. Tomorrow we sleep in and we don't start hitting the museums until the afternoon.

Sunday, July 24, 2005

July 23 - Remnants of Communism

(Gene) We are on the train from München to Berlin. It will be a full 7 hours on the same train.

We have been traveling 1st class throughout the train system in Europe and I would definitely do it again. Since this is a popular trip we decided to reserve seats. For only 3? we have a seat that is guaranteed. Normally, you just grab a vacant or non-reserved location. Actually, I wanted to sit by the window for awhile. So, as I write I'm temporarily sitting in someone else's seat. I can see on the seat reservation that they do not get on the train until Lichtenfels. That is 2.5 hrs from now. So, for now, I will sit here.

(John) On the way to Berlin, I knew we'd be passing through the former East Germany. Not knowing exactly where the border was, I kept my eyes open for subtle signs in housing stock and public works.

Ultimately, it was not a very subtle difference. I soon saw a decrease in the quality of homes. In rural areas, some homes were no bigger than shacks. Many electrical poles were made from girders, and the safety barriers along roads changed in
style.

The big clue, however, was in larger towns like Jena and Leipzig. These cities had row after row of concrete apartments, all identical and about seven stories high. Many had recently been painted but still obviously not up to the same quality of apartments in Bavaria.

Finally, each train station along the way had an old abandoned section, and another that was obviously state of the art alongside. Parts of Leipzig looked as if they hadn't been touched since they were bombed more that sixty years ago. Occasionally, along the tracks I've seen an old abandoned Trabant car.

There are many signs of change in the east as well. Most of the cars are new, though still smaller than in the west. I've seen several new windmill power farms and lots of road projects too.

I can't imagine the billions of Euro that have been pumped into the economy of the east in the last fifteen years. What an enormous undertaking reintegration must be.

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We are established in Berlin now, just one subway stop from Kaiser Wilhelm church (the skeleton of which stands as a memorial to WWII). We went out for Italian food for dinner (carbonara for me, salmon and pasta for Gene). We are both tired of schnitzel and sausage and the like.

We also took a walk through KaDeWe, the humongous department store designed to display capitalist productivity inside East Germany. They were having a clearance sale and the place was packed. The weather here is quite dreary. Clouds darken the sky and drizzle is dampening my mood.

Tomorrow we will attend Lutheran services at Kaiser Wilhelm church. It seems an appropriate thing to do in the Protestant north of Deutschland.

July 22 - Royalty and Language Differences

(John) It was a long and tiring day. Most of our time was spent in the Munich Residence - home of the Duke and later King of Bavaria. This huge palace was built between the fifteenth and eighteenth centuries. The Wittelsbach family ruled Bavaria for nearly 700 years, one of the longest lived dynasties in European history.

Finally, in the late nineteenth century, the constitutional monarchy was phased out as the German kingdoms were united under the Prussian Kaiser.

The Munich palace is a sprawling complex of buildings and parks. To the west is the bishop's palace and cathedral, and to the east is the Bavarian Parliament. All of these buildings were virtually flattened during the war. So what we tourists see today is 75 percent reconstruction.

Large amounts of art and furniture were destroyed during the war. In many of the palace rooms, paintings, plasterwork, and frescoes were restored using photographs. However, not every square inch has been restored because money was lacking and records were incomplete. Still, I found it impressive. We toured about 90 rooms, most of which were extraordinarily beautiful. Tge were a lot of tapestries, gold leaf, mirrors, marble and gorgeous wood floors.

It took us almost five hours to tour the full palace. Therefore we did not continue on to the Deutsches Museum as previously planned. Instead we walked to the Chinese Temple in the Englischer Garden (Munich's Central Park) and we had a beer while sitting and relaxing under the trees of a beer garden.

Tonight we will eat dinner in our room, watch a Mel Brooks movie in German, and ready ourselves for tomorrow's seven hour train trip to Berlin.

(Gene) It was interesting watching Mel Brooks' movie "Space Balls" in German. Not all the words in the jokes translated very well. One of the jokes involves a bottle of jam and a radar dish. Their radar had been jammed. Well, in the German version their radar had been marlmaladed.

Anyway, today was quite wonderful. While we were at the Residence we also visited the "Treasury". The series of 10 rooms contained the Bavarian rulers most rare and priceless items. If you only go to one museum on the continent of Europe, make sure this is it. As a comparison it it is like the Crown Jewels in London and the Vatican Museums all in one. Also, the Residence has an enoumous display of reliquroies. The largest that I have ever seen in one location.