We had an uneventful 9 hour flight, which Chris passed watching Wanted (fun eye candy), Ghost Town (rom/com that was actually enjoyable) and Hancock (predictably dull Hollywood product) on the seatback video system. Sharon smartly slept so she could arrive at 8am as if nothing had happened.
After arriving in Munich and meeting up with Chris’s aunt Renate, we headed over to the apartment of cousin Connie and her boyfriend Holger for a nice German lunch (sausages, cold cuts, cheese, bread, champagne, beer) followed by some wandering around the cobble-stoned city. We went to some Christkindlmarkts and saw sights like the wildly baroque Asamkirche and the bleached white intricacy of the Theatinerkirche. 
It was cold and drizzling but we stayed warm with roasted chestnuts, and occasional gluhwein stops (hot spiced wine) — or better yet, feuerzangenbowle. We collapsed into bed early in the evening to catch up on missed sleep. Renate was kind enough to let us stay in her apartment in the Prinzregentenstrasse area while we were in town and she spent the nights out at Sabrina (her other daughter) and Marcy’s home on the edge of Munich.