Well here we are. Rested, full of great food, having had another art fix at the Neue Pinakotek. Old memories are following us - just glimpses of things half-remembered. Several of John's old haunts are still here: Zum Kloster, and Scheideger for example, but we can't locate the place he lived near Marianplatz. I went for a run along the Isar yesterday, and a lot of that was familar too.
We are sharing the hotel with the Kiwi rowing team and their supporters! It's the world champs in Munich at the moment, so we had some excellent craic chatting with them the other evening. Salt of the earth guys from Dunedin, Christchurch, and other areas around (mainly) the South Island. Odd collision of two familiar, but up until that point in time, separate worlds as we hadn't emigrated to NZ until after John had been to Munich.
Quite disorientating. We have celebrated John's birthday with a cake (with candles), and some mainly edible gifts (what DO you get for a man on a bike who already has a lot of luggage?). We are now off to pop a bottle of bubbles, and to expore some of the gastronomic delights of the city....
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In answer to your question:
Endowment pads
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