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TraveLog: Munich

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Guten Abend!

  • Another full day lie ahead of us.  We left Bad Reichenhall for Koenigsee.
  • One thing I’ve discovered about my travels these past few weeks: bad weather follows me around.  It rains in San Diego, like, eight days a year, and I happened to go there during three of them.  Then, I get to Germany and it’s cold and rainy here, too.  Marty, Sofie, and Gerd are also sad about this fact:
The rain I bring makes people sad. :(
The rain I bring makes people sad. 😦
  • The weather was crazy.  First, it started out cold and rainy.  Then, as our boat ride on the lake (GORGEOUS and AMAZING, btw) came to end, the clouds parted, blue sky appeared, and the sun came shining through.  Of course, right?  The weather clears up after our boat ride to St. Bartolome.  Nice.
  • While riding the boat, there was group of about six or seven older women singing and drinking schnapps.  Awesome.
  • We then drove to Munich, for an afternoon in the city.
  • On the way, we wanted to stop in Chiemsee to check out another church, but the weather got crappy again.  Boo.
  • By the early afternoon, the weather, thankfully, with the 25 mph wind gusts blowing the majority of the clouds out of the region.  Seriously, it was crazy gusty.
  • Ah, Munich.  My first observation: holy tourists, Batman!
  • We managed to find the big church in the middle of the city, Frauenhirchen.  Wow, this place is huge.
  • We also climbed a 14-story church tower to get a glimpse of the city from above.  The staircase in said tower was very narrow (reminiscent of the world’s narrowest street), and we had to stop frequently to let people by or to pass people ourselves.  It got quite cramped in there, to say the least.  Amazing views, though–worth getting slightly felt up by the weird looking Japanese woman.
  • Then, we found the Hofbrauhaus.  I’d wanted to visit this place for a while, so it was nice we got a chance to go.  The food was pretty good, but the service was terrible, even by my adjusted European standards.  Oh well, I can now say I’ve dined and drank at the famous Munich HB.  Prosit!
We originally ordered half liters, but our server extraordinaire failed to mention to us that after 4:30 they only serve liter sizes of the original brew. Damn, that's a big stein!
We originally ordered half liters, but our server extraordinaire failed to mention to us that after 4:30 they only serve liter sizes of the original brew. Damn, that's a big stein!
  • With full bellies, we trekked back to the car and drove back to Burladingen.  Marty and I had a good chat (read: serious subject peppered with incessant teasing and poking…SOP, really) while Gerd graciously sped along the Autobahn and got us home safely and soundly.
  • Of course, we ended our night with a little drink, an Italian concoction of champagne and liqueur.  Ah, Germany.

Guten Nacht!

TraveLog: Germany, Day 4

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7 June 2009

  • After breakfast, Marty’s cousin, Hans, picked us up and brought us to a gorgeous castle not too far from Burladingen, Schoss Hohenzolhern.
  • Unfortuantely, the tour we took was in German (the English tour was an hour later, and we were hungry and the weather wasn’t cooperating…more on that to come).  So, I spent the majority of the tour glaring at some dude who wouldn’t shut up while our lovely tour guide was explaining the history of the centuries-old building.
  • As I mentioned, the weather wasn’t doing us any favors.  Luckily, we got some pics in before the tour, because after the tour, the skies opened up and we got rained on:
Rain, rain, go away...
Rain, rain, go away...

 

  • After the castle, we went to Boll for some lunch.  I had some potato pasta with a (heavy) mushroom cream sauce and some salad.  Very rich, but tasty.
  • Then, we drove to Hechingen and walked around the quaint little town for a bit before getting some tasty pastries to eat with Hans’ girlfriend, Irmgard.
  • She was waiting for us in Gammertingen, where I had some Black Forest cake and coffee.  Luckily for Marty (and me, for that matter!), she spoke English, so the conversational burden could be shared between us.
  • Since the weather wasn’t very nice at end of the castle tour, Hans drove us to a lovely viewpoint that overlooked the castle.\
  • After parking the car, we had to hustle 1.5 km to the spot due to the uncertain weather conditions.  But, amazingly, the sun came out just as we reached the overlook.  Here’s a selfy of that spot (note the sunshine…yay!):
The castle is MUCH bigger in person. Cool view, though, huh?
The castle is MUCH bigger in person. Cool view, though, huh?

 

  • We then drove back to Burladingen and waited for Sofie and Gerd to get back from their election day work.
  • Sofie perpared a DELICIOUS dinner, and we capped off the meal with a shot of Jaegermeister.  Ah, Germany.

TraveLog: Germany, Day 3

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6 June 2009

  • Woke up around 9 a.m. surprisingly NOT hungover from the previous night’s debauchery.  I did, however, feel very tired and my body definitely felt like it drank the night before.  For some reason, I had trouble falling asleep, for whatever reason.
  • Had another great breakfast, including scrambled eggs and bacon, rolls, fruit, juice, coffee, rolls, toast…EXACTLY what I needed and what I craved.
  • Drove to Stuttgart to the Mercedes-Benz Museum.  Very cool building and innovative technology inside to help patrons learn about the brand and its place in the German and global auto industries and economy.
Not my greatest photographic moment, but it'll prove that I was, indeed, at the Mercedes-Benz Museum.
Not my greatest photographic moment, but it'll prove that I was, indeed, at the Mercedes-Benz Museum.
  •  After learning about MB, we stopped by one of the restaurants in the museum for a snack.  I had some yummy Weissewurst.  DELICIOUS.
  • Drove back to Burladingen.  I updated my blog and FB status while Sofie prepared a nice dinner that consisted of soup, salad, and lasagne, dessert, and two kinds of wine.
  • Ate said 4-course meal.  Again: Delicious.
  • Retired early (around 11 p.m.), only to stay up with Marty joking about cheeses and salads for another two hours.  Yup, we’re almost 31.