Kloster in German is the word for monastery.

And like many klosters in Germany, this one is also quite lovely, quaint, and of course brews it’s own delicious beer.

Despite my better judgement, I ordered a piece of linzertorte and a beer.  Probably because I was leaving in a week, and strongly felt  it would be akin to committing blasphemy, were I to turn away any traditional German foods put in my path.

But I would soon regret this zany pairing.

No matter how hungry you might be, or how much you want to try the beer–linzertorte, or any kind of torte, will never ever go well with beer. Ever.

But it was a nice way to finish our walk.

The sun went down as we made our way back into the altstadt, and home.