7/8 - Munich

Today we went on the free walking tour offered by the hostel, after a really fantastic 4Euro all-you-can-eat breakfast at the hostel. This place is pretty damn nice, aside from the creepy guy in the bunk below me.

The tour wasn't as nice as the tour in Paris, but it was still informational, and we saw most of the big sights of Munich, including the disappointing glockenspiel. We also went to Frauenkirche, which has a funny story about the devil getting mad because of people weaseling out of a contract with him, and he stamped his foot and supposedly until WWII destroyed everything there was a huge hoofprint in the church, but now it's just a human footprint.

The Surfer Wave in the Englischer Garten is really cool, if a little disappointing to a san diegan, but still kinda cool. There was also an annoying girl from San Diego claiming that we have bars with surf waves in them. Maybe I'm just uninformed, but my impression is that she was just treating urban legend like fact when talking to people who by all indications will never go to San Diego and therefore find out that she was mistaken.

Lots of naked, sunbathing germans showing off 50 years of a good bavarian diet. Yum.

The Englischer Gartens are huggggge, 1 mile wide by 5 miles long. It's really quite immense. But they're very nice, with huge chestnut trees and a river and large lawns that you aren't supposed to walk across even though there are people lying all over them.

Brett and I enjoyed some currywurst, sauerkraut, and another ginormous pretzel together, along with some large glasses of Weissbeer. About halfway through our second liter, though, it started pouring, so Brett gave me his raincoat and we hustled the very long distance back to the hostel without a map in the rain. Yay. It was an adventure, for sure.

Went to bed fairly early, but then a billion people came in and decided that since they hadn't bothered to make their beds earlier and since everyone in the room was already asleep that that was a good time to make their beds, have conversations, turn lights on and off, get on and off the bunks, take showers, comb their hair while staring contemplatively out the window, etc. Grr.