Munich is empty hallways, basket clad bikes, and cobbled side streets.
Munich is architecture and structure and history waiting to be understood.
Munich is old doors that beg you to imagine what could be behind them.
Munich is secret gardens tucked behind buildings. It’s vine covered garden homes that glimmer with magic.
Munich is people walking, laughter on the streets, urban and nature all hugged up tight together.
Munich is selfies in hats overlooking the city on a beautiful spring day.
Munich is color and flowers and out door cafes.
Munich is beautiful and inspiring, and I’m off to explore more of her secrets.
I saw this linked to your Mom’s facebook page, just now. I’m so glad that yesterday was beautiful and sunny. These are great snapshots of this wonderful city. I’m blessed to live here (and to know your Mom!)
Beautiful photography. Captivating descriptions of your adventure thus far!
I wish I were under that umbrella and flowers at that cafe, eating or drinking something lovely.
SO LOVELY!!! (I got to live in Frankfurt for 1 1/2 years, and I’m burning up with jealousy inside, but I’m also glad for you that you get to be there right now.)