My week in Germany is just about over, I fly back to Melbourne tomorrow.
I’m spending my last afternoon pottering around Munich, hopping on and off the U-bahn with my €5.60 all-day ticket, finding interesting new places.
I’m currently sat in the Hirschgarten, the largest beer garden in the world, apparently. Set in the middle of a beautiful park, only 5 minutes walk from the station, it’s a lovely place to spend a few hours.
Germany play Greece in the Euro 2012 Quarter Final in a couple of hours time, so the place is already filling up and the food kiosks are selling sausages and roast chickens by the thousand. The place is so large that empty glasses are collected from the benches by a small electric truck, although interestingly the Hirschgarten tradition is that guests must wash their own glasses before going to the bar for another drink.
I have staked my spot beneath a shady chestnut tree with a good view of the giant screen, enjoying some LeberkÃ¤se (which translates as “liver cheese” but is actually just meatloaf), a big bretze (pretzel) and one or three Maß Helles tapped straight from the huge wooden keg. Prost!