It was an absolutely gorgeous day in Bavarian, and all Rand wanted to do was go to Garmisch. He wanted to sit in the sunshine in a picturesque Bavarian town and do nothing all morning, besides eating a pretzel or three.
“But we’ve been to Garmisch a dozen times,” I whined.
“That’s because Garmisch is amazing.”
And that’s fair: Garmisch is lovely. But I wanted to see what else this corner of Germany had to offer. So when my stepmother suggested we visit the AlpspiX – a viewing platform high up in the mountains, reachable only by cable car, I insisted we go there.
“For the blog,” I said. And poor Rand, he caved, even though all he really wanted to do was sit around. He is a good man.
A good, patient man who deserves lots of pretzels.
The drive from my father’s home to the Wetterstein Mountains, where the AlpspiX can be found, is as lovely as a postcard.