Our last morning in Munich found us moving a little slow. That bike ride took a while to recover from. Mmmm, maybe it wasn't the bike ride, but the multiple liters of beer we consumed.
We found our way to the Avis car rental office and jumped into our Fiat Panda. We were loaded with maps, hooked up the GPS and proceeded to get lost getting out of Munich. Now I'm not so sure how we did this because we only needed to make one turn to get on to Dachau Strasse. And this street was supposed to take us directly to the concentration camp. The gal at Avis gave us one set of directions and the GPS said something else. And Tony & Betty just got confused - go figure!
Now pronouncing German street names is impossible for Tony. And I struggle quite a bit with them. But that GPS babe just murders them! OMG, she's impossible to understand in a language has way too many syllables. So I spent some time studying the maps and by the time we left Dachau we (Tony, Betty & that GPS babe) had most of the kinks worked out.
Back to Dachau. I'm not quite sure how to explain the feeling of walking through a WWII concentration camp. Few original buildings remain. And a couple of barracks have been rebuilt by a survivors group. This camp was the first in Germany and is now visited by all German school students. Walking through the grounds and exhibits is humbling to say the least. What a waste of human beings. And to think this atrocity was masterminded primarily by one person and then carried out by his followers. "Can't we all just get along together?"
After Dachau we navigate our way to the Berchtesgaden/Salzburg area.
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