Munich Travel Blog› entry 32 of 54 › view all entries
So my sightseeing of Munich consisted of me visiting the toilet every half hour. It all started the night I arrived...Happy hour and too many Australians in one room. But my downfall and the loss of all memory happened after I had a Jagerbomb (those things will be the death of me). I woke up the next morning very confused, still wearing my clothes from the night before, but without shoes. These shoes were nowhere to be found (and the only ones I brought with me), but I knew they had to be in the hostel. I couldn't imagine anyone stealing size 6 shoes with holes in them, so I figured one of the guys was playing a prank on me, but after asking everyone, their memories were as hazy as mine.
After some 2 weeks of fast paced travel, I'm looking forward to going to Paris and just sleeping and taking a break from all this Dutch beer. But I have a feeling the French wine is waiting for me.
Thoughts while in Germany:
-I love pretending to talk in German with a ridiculous German accent.
-The Dutch love Ben & Jerry's
-Nothing really stood out, maybe because they have things so under control and together. People are very logical here.