An Adolescent's View on Munich and It's Outlying Principalities
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...Munich freakin rocks!
I can't even comment on the principalities. In fact, I'd be hard pressed to say that Munich even has prinicpalities. Actually, I think Germany as a whole shies away from the concept of principalities. I just liked the way it rolls off your tongue. Prin-ci-pal-it-ies...very pleasing to the ear. Regardless, I will make a concerted effort not to include words that I am not sure of the definition. No promises, though.
Alas, I digress. When I was fifteen, my uncle offered me a unique opportunity to go to
My uncle went with the “When in
The whole even took place in a public square. And this place had some history to it. The narrow cobblestone alleyways, the Bavarian-style architecture, it was awe inspiring. I was sipping Spaten beer from glass mugs they were selling beer in around the courtyard.
I stole my mug. So did my cousin. I still have it. Beer just tastes better out of it than a mere, mortal glass mug. I don’t feel guilty. Don’t look at me like that. I was fifteen! Stealing was fun. Rebellious. And a cheap way to get alcohol.
When I returned home, I discovered Nirvana and music forever changed. And I stopped stealing. Never got caught, though. One day, I just realized it was wrong. Weird how that happens.
There were many other interesting stories that cam from that trip. I saw the original inspiration for Sleeping Beauty’s castle. I danced in the fields to sound of music. I even put on a puppet show on a ferryboat. But those stories are for another blog.
I’m tired. Sleepy-bed-sleep-time for me. G’night.