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Friend Volker had met us at the airport with a nice Mercedes rental car.
This was his vacation, and he had never toured Bavaria, so he was ready to
go wherever we wanted to go. We were jetlagged, of course, but since it was
only 10 in the morning, we decided to try to stay awake for the rest of the
day.
Austria is only a short drive from Bavaria, so we hopped in the car and
went "fahr'n, fahr'n, fahr'n auf der Autobahn" (Kraftwerk on the stereo, to
Volker's chagrin) to Innsbruck -- about 2 hours south of Garching. It was
our first trip to the Alps, and we felt right at home (felt a lot like Vail,
Colorado, actually).
Innsbruck is a pleasant town to walk in, so we set off on a leisurely
stroll through the centuries-old streets, admiring the architecture. It was
a good time to get caught up with Volker, who we've known since the early
1980's. (You can read a brief bio
here.). Over the years he has visited us many times in the U.
S., and it was about time we toured his turf.
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