Sunday, 21 September.
We were keeping our rental car for our
first couple days in Garmisch because we
were not sure what to expect. That
allowed us to drive to Mass Sunday
morning in Ettal where there is
a famous abbey founded in the 14th
century. We had intended to see
it in 1960 when we drove up from Verona,
Italy, to see the decennial Oberammergau
Passion Play, but we were delayed on the
road and arrived too late.
Today
we arrived in plenty of time, although
there was a light drizzle as we oriented
ourselves to the abbey and its grounds
before Mass. The present baroque church
is quite grand and elegant, but it is
relatively recent. It was built to
replace the more modest original Gothic
structure severely damaged (along with
the abbey) by a disastrous fire in 1744.
The church was designated a basilica in
1920.
Jane at Ettal |
Main altar |
Frescos around the dome |
The Mass at 11:00 was very
well-attended. Most of the worshippers
appeared to be German, or at least
German-speaking. To our surprise,
though, the Mass was said in Latin, all
except the gospel and homily which were
in German.
After Mass we walked around the complex
at a more leisurely pace. The light
drizzle had stopped and the sun was
breaking through. We visited the
bookstore and tourist shop. I bought a
glass beer stein as a souvenir. The
abbey's brewery was closed, but we
walked through the courtyard, stacked
almost full with cases of empty bottles.
We found a small beer garden in the
rear. We also spent some time browsing
the commercial shops across the road
from the abbey.
Jane in Ettal church |
Church seen through gate |
Enclosed abbey grounds |
Closter Brewery |
Courtyard of kegs & cases |
Jane in the beer garden |
The Hotel Wolf 54
years later |
Lunch at the Hotel Wolf |
From Ettal we drove a few miles to Oberamergau, famous for its
intricate wood carvings, as well as the Passion Play held every 10
years. We had been here in 1960 when we lived in
Verona, out first trip in Europe. We had
stayed at the Hotel Wolf during that visit. Today we searched it out and had
lunch there.
Afterward we walked around
the town. Naturally, it had changed
dramatically since we had seen it 54 years
earlier. We were there longer than
expected because we could not find where
we parked the car. The streets are not
in a grid pattern and it took us 40 minutes to
find it.
Jane at Passion Play theater |
Typical painted house |
House with garden |
Us at the Werdenfelser Hof |
Schuhplatter |
Our group had dinner that night
at the Werdenfelser Hof on "historic
Ludwig Street" in old Partenkirchen. The
meal was accompanied by repeated
performances of the traditional Bavarian
"slap dancing" (Schuhplattler). It was interesting at
first, but by the tenth time it was
getting old.