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So, yesterday, all of our running around finally caught up to us, and by the time we got to the Tent we crashed for a few hours. I have a cold, which is really fun, and meant that yesterday we spent a long time looking for cough drops–long enough that we compiled a list of

THINGS YOU CAN GET IN MUNICH ON SUNDAY

A lap dance

Your own personal striptease

Any erotic toy/movie etc.

A meal at Pizza Hut

Crazy music at Christopher Street Day

A visit with an ER nurse who happens to speak very good English

THINGS YOU CANNOT GET IN MUNICH (at least not without a lot of effort)

A pharmacy (medicine, cough drops etc.)

Groceries

Basic necessities

So that was our day yesterday, basically.

Germany is in general kind of tricksy, in that none of us know any German at all. All of us had taken French at some point and Steph still does, and she has taken Italian, and that is similar enough anyway to the various Romance languages we´ve each taken that we could find our way around at least.

German is a whole different story. It is nothing at all like any language any of us has taken. The extent of all the German we have among us are the ten words of Dutch Cameron learned on the internet…so, none at all, actually, except the word for “small” is the same.

Today we took the train to a town about an hour from here on a very pretty lake, and took a boat to an island upon which Ludwig II built a palace in the style of Versailles, only about one-fiftieth the size–basically the poor king´s Versailles, but it was still pretty cool.

We have also discovered that public transportation in Munich apparently runs on the honor system–in two days of travel within the city, no one has ever asked to see a ticket. Which is pretty cool, really, since people still buy tickets. If they tried that in LA it would not go well.

Tomorrow night we train to Amsterdam. For now, though, I am done blogging, because the people on the computer next to me are giving me a headache.

–Amanda

We have arrived in Munich, after a night of traveling in an overnight train in our own couchette compartment.  I hadn’t actually expected to get our own room, so that was a pleasant surprise.  Then, we had to navigate the Munich Tram system, which was harder than it sounds.  I think we bought excess ticket stuff, but I really have no way of knowing for sure.  Finally, we arrived at the Tent, a really interesting establishment with all the comforts of home plus a mattress pad and a bunch of blankets - as many as we want, in fact.

I’m sure I’m not the only one who is getting a bit nervous about the flight thing.  Interesting story - we didn’t find out about the whole thing until we saw comments on the blog.  We’re a bit out of touch here.  It’s a bit intimidating, actually, especially since I just checked Easyjet’s web site and they have cancelled a flight from Amsterdam to London Luton for today.  I just hope that everything goes smoothly, though.  Even so, we do have a plan in case we fail at getting back to the US - Cameron ensures that we are all OK (after all, he is Canadian).

I think I’m going to watch what appears to be a movie starting here, because it’s raining quite a bit out in Germany.  Someday, also, I hope to become accustomed to the fact that on German keyboards, the y and the z are switched around.  Oh, qwertz keyboards.

-Das Bov