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The atmosphere in the Löwenbraü was very gay, it being the start of Fasching - the long carnival season ending with Lent. The band played loudly and badly, the people wore silly hats and got probably more drunk than usual. And we four were pretty giggly and silly ourselves at times - sort of taking up the spirit, and also at times a little self-conscious (I less than the rest - for some reason it doesn't bother me) for being so conspicuously American. And as I got tired and sort of sat there thinking, darling, I got kind of lonely - so much so that I said something about it (which means it was bothering me pretty much). I do have sort of a permanent empty spot in my heart which only your presence can fill. And as I talk to people (Susie and Mary Ann for example) about you and find that they think you very specially remarkable and wonderful, and as I read your letters and write and talk to you, I fall more deeply in love with you, darling, and strangely I grow eager for all this excitement and adventure (wonderful as it is) to end so that I can be with you again. Hope this doesn't make you feel too sad and melancholy (another of my "almost tears" times) but hope you know the way I feel. Its a sort of "sweet sorrow" we feel now, knowing that we'll have more to share when it's over; even now we are sharing quite a lot. I love you, my dearest.

We saw the outside of several churches in München, but the inside of only 3, and they provided quite an interesting contrast. The Catholic cathedral - Frauenkirche (Cathedral of Our Lady) pictured on the postcard I sent you was the most beautiful I think. It was built from 1468-1488, and is late Gothic in style, as the outside looks. But it was quite badly damaged in the war (Much is much less changed than Stuttgart - there still exist the towers and spires of an old and lovely European city as one imagines it to be - partly because of remarkable efforts at authentic restoration), and the interior is quite tastefully modern. It has two rows of pillars down the central hall, each pillar being and about 6 feet diameter. But the height is the most awesome feature - about 200 feet inside. It's hard to imagine even - you have to tip your head back and look almost straight up to see the ceiling. Around the side walls are several lovely smaller alters, sort of for the leading families I guess, each containing lovely paintings etc. It's a very simple, clean looking church, one in which I would enjoy worshiping, if I were a Catholic. And at the same time as it is simple