We had some rain the previous evening, and weather forecasts predicted it would be clear today. But, Friday morning it was very overcast when we awoke, and then we had a strong rain shower.
Ron went off to do some shopping, and I did more unpacking. He enjoyed the large Tengelman super market, which had a great selection of items for him to choose from. He didn't get back until noon.
We drove to the cute little Muckefuck bistro, a place we always visit while in Garmich. As I have written before, the name means "ersatz (fake) coffee", something that was served around WWII. When we have rented a different apartment that was very nearby, it was always our "go-to place" for a snack or drink.
They serve breakfast from 11-1:30, and it was only 12:45, so I was able to order scrambled eggs with ham and cheese. This dish was enormous, created with FOUR eggs. The ham and cheese were all in big slices to be cut instead of small pieces as I would have preferred. Everything is ala carte, and I also ordered a bagette and a portion of butter to accompany my eggs. Ron had a gigantic salad bowl with smoked trout. They are known for their salads.
There were two guys speaking English at next table. From what I overheard, I think they were insurance agents, who had been here for years, selling to Americans. Made me think back over 40-years to when Ron was selling to the military market. These guys were complaining that often they would make a presentation, and the client (soldier) would say, "I've got to talk to my NCO about it." Ron says the Army has been much more vigilant in educating the troops not to buy unneeded coverage.
Drove to the Bahnhof (train station) to get newspapers. Lots of memories from going there, and not sure we will see it again.
There have been a lot of "last times" on this trip that are sad. "Firsts" are always fun - first car, first apartment, first airplane flight, first overseas trip - but "Lasts" are rather heart-rending. We drove over a bridge leaving Evian, and Ron commented that we'd crossed that bridge many times, and he doubted we'd ever do it again. We discussed that we will probably never do another long driving trip. It is the best way to see and experience Europe, but it is getting too physically taxing. If we are fortunate to come to Europe again, we will probably stay in one area and not attempt to "pack so much in".
We went back to the apartment and read our newspapers on the backyard terrace, where we were entertained by the "Roomba" mower. It is set on a timer, and docks itself when it finishes its task.
We left again about 4:45 PM and went to the complex where Tengelmann is, drove up into the parking garage, and walked into the little "mall". Ron wanted to go into Tengelman, but I didn't want to walk (and expend my energy before we walked in the pedestrian zone), so I went and sat at the hair salon where Ron had made an appointment for me at 5:30.
My "stylist" was a young fellow, who cut and cut, and I think thinned my hair too much. When I was worried about the "fringe" (what we call "bangs" in the US), he called a colleague to assist. She took the scissors and snipped even more of my hair.
Ron didn't think I could walk all the way to the Spielbank (casino) and beyond, so we drove there, and parked in the underground garage.
We walked in the pedestrian zone (the main area of Garmisch) and made our way to the Mohrenplataz, as I wanted to see if it was still operating since I hadn't seen any reviews of it. It was there and very busy. We sat outside in front (what they call the bier garden), and Ron had 3 wiener wurst, and I had wine. I wasn't hungry, and can remember never caring for the food in this place, and since it's not in the top 50-reviewed restaurants, I didn't figure it had improved. I remembered when it opened (2007), and for years we called it "the new restaurant".
Walked back to Spielbank, and I played the "Gators Gone Wild" machine, and got ahead about EU 60, but played too long, and finished with only about an 8 EU profit. Ron blamed me for him losing 40 EU because he had to play so long while I was "being greedy". HA!
Returned to our apartment, and I went to have a look at the menu for the Steakhouse Waffenschmied next to our apartment. The waiter came out and gave me a card, and said I should call for a reservation when we want to come.
Happy to return to our lovely little apartment. LOVE being here, but it is so much different having to take the car around - much more stressful for Ron always searching for a parking spot (NEVER easy in Europe). I keep thinking of things we used to do, which all required lots of walking. Not only did we walk every inch of this town, but all through the mountains. Oh, to be young again! But, that was only a few years ago that I could do all of those things.
Saturday was an even quieter day. That morning Ron went to a nearby bakery, and got semmeln (crusty German rolls) for our breakfast. He went out briefly again in the afternoon for a few items we needed for the dinner recipe. Other than that, we never left the apartment. Enjoyed a relaxing day amidst the beautiful scenery. Did some laundry (1 1/2 hours for one load and about 2 1/2 hours for drying). We even played a few hands of Gin Rummy.
Dinner was a chicken basil stir-fry with coconut milk. Ron had bought a basil plant and clipped the leaves to use for the recipe. Tasty! And good basmati rice with enough left over for eggs and rice the next morning.
Ron went off to do some shopping, and I did more unpacking. He enjoyed the large Tengelman super market, which had a great selection of items for him to choose from. He didn't get back until noon.
We drove to the cute little Muckefuck bistro, a place we always visit while in Garmich. As I have written before, the name means "ersatz (fake) coffee", something that was served around WWII. When we have rented a different apartment that was very nearby, it was always our "go-to place" for a snack or drink.
They serve breakfast from 11-1:30, and it was only 12:45, so I was able to order scrambled eggs with ham and cheese. This dish was enormous, created with FOUR eggs. The ham and cheese were all in big slices to be cut instead of small pieces as I would have preferred. Everything is ala carte, and I also ordered a bagette and a portion of butter to accompany my eggs. Ron had a gigantic salad bowl with smoked trout. They are known for their salads.
There were two guys speaking English at next table. From what I overheard, I think they were insurance agents, who had been here for years, selling to Americans. Made me think back over 40-years to when Ron was selling to the military market. These guys were complaining that often they would make a presentation, and the client (soldier) would say, "I've got to talk to my NCO about it." Ron says the Army has been much more vigilant in educating the troops not to buy unneeded coverage.
Drove to the Bahnhof (train station) to get newspapers. Lots of memories from going there, and not sure we will see it again.
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| Garmisch Bahnhof (Train Station) |
There have been a lot of "last times" on this trip that are sad. "Firsts" are always fun - first car, first apartment, first airplane flight, first overseas trip - but "Lasts" are rather heart-rending. We drove over a bridge leaving Evian, and Ron commented that we'd crossed that bridge many times, and he doubted we'd ever do it again. We discussed that we will probably never do another long driving trip. It is the best way to see and experience Europe, but it is getting too physically taxing. If we are fortunate to come to Europe again, we will probably stay in one area and not attempt to "pack so much in".
We went back to the apartment and read our newspapers on the backyard terrace, where we were entertained by the "Roomba" mower. It is set on a timer, and docks itself when it finishes its task.
We left again about 4:45 PM and went to the complex where Tengelmann is, drove up into the parking garage, and walked into the little "mall". Ron wanted to go into Tengelman, but I didn't want to walk (and expend my energy before we walked in the pedestrian zone), so I went and sat at the hair salon where Ron had made an appointment for me at 5:30.
My "stylist" was a young fellow, who cut and cut, and I think thinned my hair too much. When I was worried about the "fringe" (what we call "bangs" in the US), he called a colleague to assist. She took the scissors and snipped even more of my hair.
Ron didn't think I could walk all the way to the Spielbank (casino) and beyond, so we drove there, and parked in the underground garage.
We walked in the pedestrian zone (the main area of Garmisch) and made our way to the Mohrenplataz, as I wanted to see if it was still operating since I hadn't seen any reviews of it. It was there and very busy. We sat outside in front (what they call the bier garden), and Ron had 3 wiener wurst, and I had wine. I wasn't hungry, and can remember never caring for the food in this place, and since it's not in the top 50-reviewed restaurants, I didn't figure it had improved. I remembered when it opened (2007), and for years we called it "the new restaurant".
Walked back to Spielbank, and I played the "Gators Gone Wild" machine, and got ahead about EU 60, but played too long, and finished with only about an 8 EU profit. Ron blamed me for him losing 40 EU because he had to play so long while I was "being greedy". HA!
Returned to our apartment, and I went to have a look at the menu for the Steakhouse Waffenschmied next to our apartment. The waiter came out and gave me a card, and said I should call for a reservation when we want to come.
Happy to return to our lovely little apartment. LOVE being here, but it is so much different having to take the car around - much more stressful for Ron always searching for a parking spot (NEVER easy in Europe). I keep thinking of things we used to do, which all required lots of walking. Not only did we walk every inch of this town, but all through the mountains. Oh, to be young again! But, that was only a few years ago that I could do all of those things.
Saturday was an even quieter day. That morning Ron went to a nearby bakery, and got semmeln (crusty German rolls) for our breakfast. He went out briefly again in the afternoon for a few items we needed for the dinner recipe. Other than that, we never left the apartment. Enjoyed a relaxing day amidst the beautiful scenery. Did some laundry (1 1/2 hours for one load and about 2 1/2 hours for drying). We even played a few hands of Gin Rummy.
Dinner was a chicken basil stir-fry with coconut milk. Ron had bought a basil plant and clipped the leaves to use for the recipe. Tasty! And good basmati rice with enough left over for eggs and rice the next morning.
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