First hours in Munich

On the way from the airport to the hotel

Wet. Cold. Beautiful

After the long flight, we arrived at Munich at 6:30 in the morning. It was wet and cold.

It took us another 40 minutes to get back to the hotel. I did not really talk much, but enjoyed watching the scenery outside the car’s windows. The panorama was so monotonous with a dark tone of color. The clouds were heavy and the sun had not appeared. The rows of winter trees kept passing the windows like a dark ribbons. The piles of snow appeared so striking on that dark background, like gemstones so aptly ornamented on the veil covering the whole landscape. Sad, yet so calming and elegant.

I thought I could just slouch there in the back seat and watched that beautiful painting passing by.

The city

Then came the Allianz Arena. Susanne pointed out that striking building to us. It was huge and stunning.

I turned to the opposite site of the stadium and saw one thing that looked even more delightful to me. It was a lone wind turbine standing alone on top of a small hill. It was the first time I saw such a wind turbine in real life. It was striking the way that giant man-built structure standing out from the surroundings. The blades quietly cut through the chilling air. Gorgeous.

The view became more lively when we arrived nearer to the city.

It was pleasant the scene. Sky scrapers and modern architectures all blended into the whole scenery. The dark colors of the roofs, the dark greenish tone of gleaming glasses found a way to blend so picturesquely into the landscape.

We went further into the city. There were lovely streets with uniquely “European architectures”. The old-styled bicycles leaning on the walls of those buildings made the whole sight even more antique. Charming.

And snow was falling outside.