The afternoon we spent in Dachau was an adventure. First, the ZieglerKeller was closed for unknown reasons. :-( Second, it was raining. So we camped out in a Hotel Restaurant and had a great time drinking and eating, waiting for the various groups to show up.
After a while, Grumpy went on a mission to find another drinking establishment. Needless to say, we ended up at a really quaint Irish Bar. In hindsight, it really reminded me of the Cantina from Star Wars. What a collection of characters!
The best being the proprietor, whose head was almost shaved, except for a ring around her face (facing away from the camera above). She also wanted to learn English. We oblidged. All went well in our cultural immersion until Grumpy asked her to join us, which she interpreted to be a solicitation for prostitution, and then he took her lighter and a glass from the bar. (Don't worry folks he was innocent).
For those of you who missed this adventure... her you go. Note the skull on the table. Ahhh Dachau!
1 comment:
The picture doesn't do the place justice. It was a lot sleazier than it looks.
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