Winters aren’t what they used to be.
For the past few years, Munich has seen the most beautiful weather around christmas. Just not you classic winter wonderland type thing. More like 10°C to 20°C and mellow wintery sunshine. But really, that was the perfect weather for some beautiful, fun winter outings – as long as you substitute winter activities with fall ones.
For a few years now we’ve had family ties to a small town on the verge of the Ammergauer Alpen: Wildsteig. So rather then spending zwischen den Jahren – the days in-between Christmas, New Year’s and Epiphany – in the city, we packed up the baby and the in-laws and headed to the countryside for walks, eating and some sweet doing-nothing.
One of our favourite places out there is the Mühlegg, a small hill just outside the town. It’s a bare 15 minutes walk form the road and only a short climb up, but standing atop it feels like the Alps are lying to your feet. The most magical time is around sunset (or sunrise, but we tend to catch that only very rarely for some reason…). The light has gone all soft, the chirping of the birds reaching one last climax before fading into the night. The air feels soft and cool. In moments like those I feel overcome by the incredible, calming power of nature. I just feel there. In the moment. And nowhere else.
On the way back to the hotel Dub and I often start talking about moving out of the city, but the feeling fades and loses its urgency. Some day.