"Officially our first travel weekend! I have only been on a train one other time in my life and that was in Oregon, Europe is quite different, ha! I almost don’t want to be writing right now because of how pretty the countryside is. Sometimes we will go for ten minutes without seeing one house or road and then we’ll come across the coziest looking home tucked in a hill with cows in their yard. There are 12 of us girls traveling to Munich this weekend. 12 girls and 2 hotel rooms. Hmmmm the adventures of college traveling! There will definitely be plenty of stories.
Tonight is going to be low key I think, maybe a little walking around and then bed. We all went out last night and are exhausted, most of them are sleeping as I’m writing this (power naps are really vital to successful traveling I have quickly found.) Tomorrow is dedicated to a full day of sightseeing, out on the town tomorrow night, and then OKTOBERFEST all day Saturday!!
Love the girls I am traveling with. Such a diverse, fun, LOUD, adventurous group. Ready for some German hotties!!"
9-18 In the hotel in Munich.
"First day in Munich and I can honestly say it was one of the best days I’ve had in a while. With no set plan we headed out of our hotel, grabbed a quick 2E breakfast and were immediately dragged (by Holly of course) to a used drendel (traditional German dresses) store because she was determined to buy one to wear for Oktoberfest. To make a long story short, six out seven of us girls walked out with 40E or less drendels. (myself included). Omg, it was hilarious. I don’t really know how I ended up in a dressing room trying to zip the zipper that runs from your bikini line to your bust, but it happened nonetheless. Mine is peach/coral with a light blue apron & white sleeves. We plan on wearing them tomorrow, to German class on Monday, and pretty much to every costume party I attend from now on. Ha!!
After that glorious purchase we boarded the S-bahn to the heart♥ of Munich where I was instantly overwhelmed by the hustle and bustle of everything. Since opening day of the festival is tomorrow, the city was swarming with thousands more people than normal any other time of year.
I don’t know how it happened, but one second we were stepping off the S-bahn, the next we were on the sidewalk taking pictures of this huge old church/town hall place across the street, and the next we were following these two (slightly older than college aged) tour guides who give free tours around the city. They rely completely on tips and our guy, Ricky, was amazing! He took us on a two-hour tour of all the little historical spots in Munich; the city Senegal, St.Peter’s Church, the Mirabelle Gardens, and so many things we would have just breezed by. He told us his whole life story, how he’s from Canada and was planning on just visiting the city for a month, and the month quickly turned into two years and counting. How cool?! After the tour he took us to get a beer and then, finding out that we were planning on conquering the chaos of opening day, he took us on the S-bahn and showed us the 3k walk all the locals take to the festival grounds (in order to avoid the thousands of people who will take buses and trains.) He took us through the actual grounds and showed us all the tents, the good ones to go to, and where certain things were. He was literally God sent!
Doing a Pub-Crawl tonight… (10E for drinks all night) thanks to Ricky and our amazingly random, lucky, productive day in Germany!!!"
9-20 In the hotel.
"Just finished breakfast. It feels SO nice to have a good 8-9 hours of sleep under our belts. Finally. These past three days have been so busy, crazy, exhausting; A BLAST. We had the best first day of sightseeing, found our A+ tour guide, Ricky, totally stumbled upon an all inclusive 10E Pub Crawl, Abbie and I met these two German guys, Christian and Daniel, at this hostel/bar called the Wombat, who chatted us up for two hours, bought us drinks, and told us all about the culture in Munich.
With two hours of sleep to go on, Abbie and I were quite the troopers waking up with everyone else at 5:30am to get our drendels on and for the biggest, most intense, beer festival in the world.
But before the fun could start we had to stand in a crowd of very loud Europeans from 6:30am-9am. I don’t really know how to properly describe these 2 ½ hours. At one point I wanted to reach up and clear hair from my face, but I could not move either one of my arms to do so. LJ, Kelsey, and I were to the point of tears. Everyone was taller than us, smoking cigarettes (at 7am) and blowing it directly into our bubbles of allotted oxygen. For a solid 5+ minutes (I would have timed it but I couldn’t move my arm to look at my watch) I had a very tall man’s elbow firmly lodged in my sternum. Towards the end I got so panicky that I was going to trip (from the intense shoving) and literally get trampled to death, I started laughing (gotta love those teetering emotions.) And could NOT stop. People were staring at me and if I was able to communicate with my two-weeks of German I would have told them to go to hell. But of course Ava and her sweet spirit didn’t teach us the word for ‘hell’. Special. I have never been so uncomfortable (and so unable to do anything about it) in my entire life. IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.
They started serving beer at noon and luckily one of the guys in our groups mom reserved three tables outside so we could sit down. Once the beer started coming everyone got happy. The afternoon was wonderful after an exhausting morning, two liters did me well J All in all it was an amazing weekend, everything and more I wanted from Munich and our first official weekend trip. Next stop, Vienna!"
Some words to keep it interesting... Kebaps, vodka-redbull shots in alleys, laugh-crying, Ricky, STARBUCKS!, kiwi’s, Milka club…, Mein Name ist Gafar.
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