Satan Stole My Shoe Size

As I walked into Frauenkirche, a late 15th century cathedral of Munich, I anticipated seeing a heavy metal-style, massive footprint of the devil. The story goes that after completing the cathedral, Jorg Von Halsback invited the devil inside to show him that there were no windows, a deal the architect had made with the devil. This, of course was a trick; Von Halsback had built the pillars at such an angle that no one could see all of the windows when first walking in. Finding out about this deception, the devil stomped his foot in anger and left a footprint.
On a completely unrelated note, Satan and I have the exact same footsize. Coincidence? I think not. This undoubtedly explains all of the times I stayed in for recess due to misbehavior, all of my detentions in middle school, and all of the times my mom grounded me. I was wearing the devil's shoe size. My satanic Adidas sat snug in the footprint as all of these ideas ran through my head, but I then looked up. The cathedral really was amazing. I don't know if I've ever been in a building that old. Munich is jam packed with tales like this behind their seemingly endless amazing sights. There are dozens of ancient as well as modern buildings in just a one mile radius in the Marienplatz area to the point that it is overwhelming. This is the real difference between Berlin and Munich: Berlin has a lot of history, but not in nearly as small an area as Munich. Its a place that I can keep revisiting as years go by and keep discovering new things. And I know that on these vacations,when my kid starts acting up and I must be the responsible father, I'll just look at the size of his feet and see if he is a demon child like myself.