the week of the hives is over... as it turned out, after duck and i slept our last night on the uncomfortable futon with only my clothes and jackets to cover us and of course no pillows, apparently duck was allergic to the sheets and covers from the hotel bed. weird... i know. we had briefly tested that a few nights before but had started to late. she woke up in the middle of the night itching after sleeping on a bed of my clothes. well, because she was itching, we put my clothes away only to wake up 3 hours later with hive city all over her body. the last night at the almröserl was nice as all 5 of us shared a room. i had made the mistake of booking the room with bruce for one night too short... oh well. we snuck them in and we left early. no problem.
so... to munich. munich is about an 1 1/2 northwest of flintbach and we wanted to get into the city early so that we could spend the entire day together. we caught the 9:08 train north. bruce and brent went to buy tickets, duck/bonnie/i went to the bakery... chocolate croissants, lean.
after sleeping in and out on the train and switching trains in rosenheim, we arrived. we stuffed all of brent/bonnie/duck's stuff into one of those bourne identity lockers at the train station and began our walk from the ostbahnhof to the city center. bonnie was the only one who hadn't been to munich before... so we figured we had to show her something kind of munichy- like the glockenspiel at marienplatz or something else touristy. all brent wanted all day was a döner and a vuvuzela at which point his trip would be complete. he made sure to remind us all of this the entire day as we walked through the tourist world of munich.
it was hot. and, sorry mutt, the glockenspiel is less impressive every time... and we were even a bit unlucky, if you want to call it that. we walked into marienplatz around 11:15 to find out that the clock plays at 11 and 12. hmm... would we wait? let's ask bonnie. bonnie, do you want to watch the glockenspiel? "no... it's ok". awesome. so we walked down to karlsplatz (another bourne location... "he's on the tram") and played in the fountain before heading to the olympic park.
flashback: brent and i had traveled to munich during the world cup 4 years ago and spent most of our time at the olympic park. this is where the fan park was where you could watch the games with a million of your closest friends. we wanted to show everyone this place, not ignoring the fact that it is a really pretty park.
ok, we go to the olympic park. every one enjoys it. we walk to the top of the hill in the center of the park where you can see the entire city and eat at the little biergarten... curry wurst, naturally. oh, and a salad and cola light for duck, naturally... except i preempted her leaching off of my plate and ordered for her her very own portion of pommes. she didn't want me to do it, typical, but dont forget duck... you ate them. good husband.
back to marienplatz for a little shopping before heading towards their hotel where we would separate. bruce wanted to go into the kaufhaus to look for the Matrix 2 in german (the movie he saw 7 times in a row when it came out while studying in freiburg)... we found the sports stuff and, yes, brent bought his vuvuzela. he also bought one for beth and i and bought bonnie a shirt. his trip was nearly complete. bruce didnt find his movie. we then went into a bookstore where duck and i bought a large hard covered tome of the entire Chronicles of Narnia... naturally, in german. i'm reading The Last Battle now.
walking back to the train station to pick up there stuff, brent got his döner. and it might have been the best one of the trip. he was ready to go... his trip was complete. we took the train to the airport, found the shuttle to their hotel, and waited for what would be the end. duck and i fought a little... i guess we don't do super well when we're sad. but all is ok... they left, got to their hotel, ate pizza, and enjoyed their AC. not a bad way to end.
bruce and i turned right around and headed back to flintsbach. exhausted, we arrived, showered (i think) and went to patrick's for beer, grilled meats, and the Germany vs. Uruguay game. Germany won 3-2, taking third place in the world cup again.
the day was over and our visit with the family as well. we had a great time with them and miss them already. so now it is back to german... no more english for 2+ weeks.
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