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Aaron N. Tubbs

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After exploring the sorts of places I’ll never live, the next day brought us to the Deutches Museum.

It’s sort of a weird museum. In one room you might see a space propulsion system, in another, a machine shop.

Still another is an exhibit on high-voltage and superconducting wires. There’s decent coverage in English, but not great, so we breezed through a lot of stuff. Of particular note is the mining exhibit, which is linear, several stories below ground, and takes about three hours to get through (or at least 30+ minutes). Worth a visit, and worth the money, but keep in mind it might not be what you expect.

The next stop was the BMW Museum, which had an absurd admission price (double the Deutches Museum). It should be free, considering it’s mostly propaganda. Just about every surface in the museum has something projected on it, and much of it has touch-responsive technology, so I guess they have to pay for that somehow. But still. Was not pleased to discover how much the place cost. It is an interesting museum, despite that, but seemed more like a long marketing brochure, despite a couple of exhibits that actually looked at the evolution of the technology and history of the company/nation/etc.

We walked a bit around the old Olympic grounds thereafter, which like many such things seemed an odd mix of repurposed facilities and graveyards of something that isn’t anymore. It reminded me of the world fair area that you drive by approaching JFK, but a few decades younger. Which I suppose it is.

Dinner was at a sausage place back in the Marienplatz area (whose name I, again, forget, but was something like Bratwurstiery). The sausage was good, the obazda was mediocre.