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A Hungarian Jew (escaped from Hungary after Russian Invasion), an American Technician, and a Greek Patriot worked on the generator. They spent days and I suspect they were their happiest days. They rebuilt the generator. All they got paid  was the beer I bought every day.

The people of Munich were some of the nicest we’d met in Europe. I specially enjoyed the beer taverns where big strong women dealt out beer in huge tankards. They would carry these heavy trays with the beer piled high! The smallest tables sat at least 6, usually more. We had some enjoyable times.

 

 

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As we climbed the mountains into Switzerland the car kept burning out. Fortunately there were places on the road that we could pull over and let the damn thing cool down. Good views, though, of the Swiss Alps.

Switzerland was quite different from any other country we visited on this trip. The Swiss were a pathologically neat and clean. Once I parked with one of my tires touching the inclusive parking lines. More than one passerby pointed their fingers and shook their heads.

Staring at the car.

Jo and I were standing on the street when we noticed a bakery. We were admiring the good looking baked sweets in the window when one of the servers came out with two sugary buns. “For you” she said. Delicious! Apparently we looked looked poor hungry travelers.

Which we were.

Crossed the river and entered Germany.