There are the friendly people, like the lady who actually initiated a conversation with me while I ate dinner in the platz--she used to live in Maine and wanted to speak English with someone. Friendly Germans! Who knew? Nothing like Stuttgart, that's for sure.
There are the t-shirts: "West Point at Harlem", "Lubrication Vintage Gas Station USA", etc. (The t-shirt nonsense almost rivals Japan, it would seem.)
There is the bucolic Bavarian scenery and the California weather.
There is the massive, beautiful Catholic Seminary that dominates the city on the opposite end of the train station (and Altstadt). I am told "Pax Intrantibus" (the inscription over the main entry) means Peace to All Who Enter Here. It's a fitting saying for a Franciscan seminary.
And as if all this weren't enough, there was a dog obedience demonstration in the platz! A dog show! Downtown. For free. Oh, life is so gute.
But this is may last night and I must say Goodbye.
Have you seen any yaks?
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