There is nothing like a change of venue to change one’s point of view. I realize from this Munich trip how unique our own life is. I am staying in a neighborhood, quite nice architecture, rich, lake nearby, but without a shred of life. “Joie de vie” seems a million miles away. I feel like I’m at my late mother-in-laws retirement home, where I always wanted to run out into the courtyard and scream “go WILD”. I am not complaining, just surprised. |