So I go back to the church to pray. No more than fifteen minutes in, I hear music. I hear classic-German-small-town-village music. I book it outside and what do I see but a class Liederhosen band! YEAH!

As they play, I listen and giggle with this unexpected delight. Marktl isn’t a tourist spot. This is the village band. But, why are they playing?

People come out of their houses to hear them.