Westley and I embarked on our trip to Germany on Father’s Day, stopping for bun mee and MTG in SFO before our 11-hour flight to Munich to rendezvous with Melody. We picked up our VW convertible, settled into our artist apartment, then set out to explore Marienplatz and nearby Asamkirche, St. Peterskirche, and Frauenkirche, followed by kaiserspatzle and crispy pork at Viktualienmarkt for lunch. BMW did not offer factory tours this week, so we checked out BMW Welt instead and slurped Max’s beef noodles before turning in early. Not having adjusted our biological clocks, we awoke at 2am Tuesday and kept ourselves busy until breakfast at Café Rischart with weisswurst and kaiserschmarrn ahead of our morning tour of the Munich Residenz. The Rathaus glockenspiel was underwhelming as I expected, but at least put us back near Viktualienmarkt for shweinwurst, leberkassemmel, and liver dumpling soup for lunch. After a short nap, we headed to the kid-friendly Deutsches Museum to explore the science of aviation, bridges, particle physics, and musical instruments, followed by dinner at Zum Alten Markt for delicious mushroom soup, crispy schnitzel, and more kaiserspatzle. On Wednesday, we sped through the autobahn and steep climb up Neuschwanstein Castle to catch our timed tour of the iconic Bavarian palace, including an impressive throne room and singer’s hall. We squeezed past other tourists to snap photos from Marienbrucke Bridge, then rested our legs at Café Kainz over spatzle and spaghetti on the way to tour Hohenschwangau Castle, from where Ludwig II observed his fairytale palace. After a sunny treetop walk across the Austrian border at Walderlebniszentrum, Westley cooled his feet at the alluvial forest trail, while I detoured to photograph Lechfall and bring back ice-cream. We barely made the last English tour at Linderhof Palace and its gardens, and enjoyed a traditional costume parade passing by our dinner in Oberammergau. We relaxed with a serene boat ride on Lake Königssee on Thursday, with a short hike from Salet to Lake Obersee, before returning to Seelände for crepes and bubble waffles. At the Berchtesgaden Salt Mines, we donned overalls to ride the miner’s train, slide, and raft across an underground “mirror lake,” but sadly left our souvenir alpensalz behind. Our day concluded in Salzburg, where we ate Barenwirt’s famed fried chicken, braved the catacombs at St. Peter’s Abbey, and learned about Mozart at his birthplace, before crossing Makartsteg Bridge to Mirabelle Gardens where the Sound of Music was filmed. Marionette shows were sold out, so we drove back to Munich for pho and to pack up our belongings in preparation for the Black Forest.