On Monday we continued south making a stop at the extraordinary Wieskirche. In 1738, tears were seen on a dilapidated wooden figure of the Christ situated here in the foothills of the Alps. The legend of this miracle resulted in a pilgrimage rush to see the sculpture and to the eventual building of this huge rococo church in the middle of nowhere, which is now on the UNESCO World Heritage List.

An added attraction for Mr H. was the local Wieskuchen – basically a flattened out doughnut, very tasty!