Last day in Munich, last day of the tour. I became alone, a loner walking on the most gorgeous road of Munich. It still snow a lot, most of the roads were cover with ice and snow, made the road slippery.
There were so many Christmas trees on the roads, and the seasonal reduction was started on for people to buy Christmas gifts.
I bumpped into an anonymous church and found the inside decoration was splendid. It was St. Michel’s Church.
The Jesuit church of St Michael in Munich is the largest Renaissance church north of the Alps. The style of the building had an enormous influence on Southern German early baroque architecture.
The other famous church of Munich was Frauenkirche, a most famous landmark of Munich city. There is a unique footprint.
The Frauenkirche (full name Dom zu unserer lieben Frau, "Cathedral of Our Dear Lady") is the cathedral of the Archbishop of Munich and Freising. It is a landmark and is considered a symbol of the Bavarian State Capital.
The church towers are widely visible because of local height limits. The city administration prohibits buildings with a height exceeding 109 metres (358 ft) in the city center—within the middle ring. Since November 2004, this prohibition has been provisionally extended outside the ring. As a result, no buildings may be built in the city over the aforementioned height. The south tower can be climbed and offers a unique view of Munich and the nearby Alps.
The devile’s footprint
Teufelsschritt, or Devil's Footstep
Much of the interior was destroyed during WWII, and even the restored parts still look plain by comparison. However, an attraction that can still be found is the Teufelsschritt, or Devil's Footstep, at the entrance. This is a black mark resembling a footprint with a small hooked tail at the heel, which, according to legend, was where the devil stood when he curiously regarded and ridiculed the windowless church that Halsbach had built. In fact, it is a large casting in the square base plate, and none of the side windows can be seen from the spot when one looks to the high altar.
In another version of the legend, the devil made a deal with the builder: no windows were to be built in the church. The clever builder, however, tricked the devil by positioning columns so that the windows were not visible from the spot where the devil stood in the foyer. When the devil discovered that he had been tricked, he could not enter the already consecrated church. The devil could only stand in the foyer and stomp his foot furiously, which left the dark footprint that remains visible in the church's entrance today.
Legend also says the devil then rushed outside and manifested its evil spirit in the wind that furiously raged around the church.
Somebody told me that Munich is one of the richest city of Germany, so the cost of living is the highest one. But nontheless, the food here is much cheaper than Lyon. A lot of people aske me compare Germany and France, which one I like more, the thing is that Germany is great, people are friendly and speak in English, and transporation system is more convenient but if I were in Germany, I would never meet so many great people in EM!
The other day while we were discussed about the impressions of Asian girls toward European guys, the thing is that: Asian girls have special fantasy to dudess from England or France, but to Germany? Sorry, not a good one. It’s kind of funny.
I just rambled on the snowy street, sometimes take my camera out to take pictures, I like this kind of feeling, so careless and free.
I saw there were many statues alone the road, but there’s only one was exaggerated decorated with many photos of Micheal Jackson. Bazzard!
When the night came, I walked to the bus station, waiting for the bus to go back. Little did I know that there would be something expected!
Car crash!
While I sat at the front seat and tried to get something sleep in the mid-night, I saw the truck in front of us loose its control on the iced road and our bus driver tried hard to brake.
But there was no enough distance for our bus to stop, so they kissed, very firecely, until the whole window broken. Passengers on the bus were shocked not knowing what to do, meanwhile the bus driver was professional, he asked “Everyone’s OK?” and called the bus company first hand, and then the police. The ambulance came 17 minutes later and the police came 30 minutes later. I was impressive by the efficiency of the german governmental system.
I texted Alison for comfort, and texted Mathias, Tobias and Pascal (my german friends) asked them if there’s anything that I can do. The bus were full of high school students, they planned to visit Paris but the accident happened so that they have to cancle the program. We talked and share foods together.
As if we were partying. The rest of the trip was safe and sound, except we waited for the transfer bus in the snowy midnight again for 2 hours. I slept on the other bus with bad quality, and the next morning I arrived Lyon, I went directly to the office of Turkey immagration.
