Backpacking around the globe and back again (Part 7)
Since we needed to wake up early to catch our bus in the morning Lija and I made sure our bags were packed before going to bed. In the morning we didn't want to wake up the other 4 people in the room with excessive noise. Since that one time in Amsterdam we had never been late for catching a bus again, in fact we would show up early just in case. In Vienna this proved to be a terrible thing for us as the bus had "technical problems" and was an hour late picking us up.
Vienna was a sad city for us, we had already left behind most of our friends in Cesky Krumlov and we had to do it again. The majority of people stayed in Vienna for an extra day so they could catch the next bus to Budapest, and the rest got off to stay in Salzburg. Mick was all we had left at that point, so we were a bit bummed about arriving in Munich as a trio.
However, the drive to Munich was so breathtakingly gorgeous that we forgot about our sadness for a while. It was our first experience driving through the Austrian Alps and they were nothing to complain about.
When we arrived in Munich I had signed up to go on a Pub Crawl with Mick, but Lija still wasn't feeling well so she had decided not to come with us. So after checking in, and throwing my laundry in the machine, Lija, Mick and I headed out to see some of downtown Munich before dinner. Our main goal was to find, Frauenkirche (The Church of our Lady) which is known as the Onion Church due to it's two onion shaped domes. Another famous element of this church is the devil's foot-print. According to the legend, the architect of the Frauenkirche promised the devil you could not see a window from the inside of the church. In return, the devil would help him build the Frauenkirche. After he completed the building, the architect led the devil to the middle of the church from where you could not see a single window, although all churchgoers would sit in an area where a lot of light came through the windows. The devil would have stamped his foot with so much rage that his footprint was visible in the stone floor.(Found here)
After looking at the church and at the city in general we walked back to the hostel since the drizzle was turning into rain. We grabbed some dinner in the hostel bar and had our free wombat's drink before getting ready to head out on our pub crawl (in the rain). We had met some new people upon checking into our room, so on the pub crawl it was Sarah and her boyfriend, Graeme, Mick and I (we well as everyone else on the tour obviously).
We had a great time visiting all of the local and historic beer gardens and halls. We went to the largest inner-city beer garden as well as a beer hall that Hitler did many of his speeches at. In fact it was in that beer hall that the first threat on his life was made, unfortunately the cleaners found the bomb. As we walked from beer hall to beer hall we had two guides, one of which pulled behind him a cooler full ofalcoholl for shots and stuff like that, and one which carried a keg backpack. We never ran dry.
I was sick and it was raining, so after the tour was done Mick and I headed back to the hostel while everyone else did the "after hours" tour (they went to an afterhours club). When we got back to the hostel there was a cop car in front which was apparently called for a fight that took/was taking place justinsidee the doors, so we waited outside eating our pizza with these guys we met from the States (who we originally thought were asses but turned out to be really nice). As we are standing thereanotherr cop car pulls up and two young guys get out looking around for their cop buddy (keep in mind I'm hammered) so I say "Your friend is inside" and they smile at me, so I giggle... they so spoke English! Anyways, they come back out and start clearing out the backseat of the car which is filled with hats and clothing so I say, "don't worry, my backseat looks like that too!" They smile again and I giggle. Then they go back in and get the kid who started the fight, he was no older than 15, sad really.
After the excitement was over, I tried to get into my bedroom but had been having problems with my key even sober and couldn't handle it drunk, so Mick helped me to my room (again) and I had a nice shower to clean/sober me up. I didn't fall but Sarah had promised if I did fall she would get me out upon returning home. When Graeme got back to the room later than everyone else he woke me up so I wouldn't be worried about him (I wasn't but it was nice to hear).
We only had the one night in Munich, so drinking seemed like a great choice, when in Rome do as the Roman's do! (That expression would soon be used literally)
(And while on the pub crawl in Munich I discovered that I can actually understand German!)
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