A new city, a new cemetery to visit. While in Munich, I wanted to visit a Jewish cemetery. I live in rural Minnesota; no Jewish cemeteries here. I found this great information on the old Jewish cemetery and I was intrigued. (Thanks so much to the author of that post. The map was incredibly helpful).
I studied the Munich transportation system mapped my route. Take the train from Donnersbergerbrucke to Marianplatz, then the U-bahn to Brudermuhlstrasse. Get off there and walk a few blocks to the cemetery.
It was a cold, dreary, rainy day. I had just spent about three hours outside on a walking tour of the city. But I had my hat and rain coat and gloves, so I set off on my adventure.
Train, subway, walking. No problem. I felt very cosmopolitan.
But I was disappointed when I got to the cemetery. It was walled and the gates closed.
Oh, what a travesty! I have never visited a cemetery I was not able to enter. How much I wanted to walk around inside! I saw what I could, peering through the iron bars of the gates. I didn’t know why it was closed. It was a late Monday afternoon. Perhaps because of the city’s history, they are worried about vandalism or people visiting the cemetery for the wrong reasons. I was disappointed that I couldn’t get in, but I understood why it may have been closed off.
But I really wanted to get in. A car was parked at one gate. Was someone inside? At the gate there was a mailbox and what appeared to be an intercom. Should I buzz it? I speak little German. If someone answered, what would I say? How do I explain myself in English? Would they trust me, that I was simply a tourist who wanted to see the cemetery?
I walked away, but then walked back. How often would I be in Munich? I at least needed to try to get in. I’d figure out a way to explain myself and if I was turned away, at least I tried. I pressed the button, quickly, like I was afraid of getting a shock. No one answered. Perhaps they could see me through a camera and didn’t want to bother with a stranger. Or maybe no one was inside. So I walked away for good. I tried and didn’t get in. At least I didn’t walk away wondering “what if?”
Anyway, now I have incentive to go back to Munich. Next time I will try to arrange a tour of the cemetery. How I would love to see inside.
If you want to go, here’s a map:
Lisa M. Bolt Simons said:
So interesting, Rachael! Glad you went back and tried again. Sorry it didn’t work out. I hope you make it back someday. I wondered about the gravestones in a pile, too.