Posts Tagged ‘Munich’

Eurotrip 2012- Neuschwanstein Castle Take 2

April 17, 2013


We have arrived to my final Europost! (Before of course I give you two more rambles about our trip to finish out the week- but for that tune in tomorrow heh.)

We left Lauterbrunnen and our cozy chalet that next morning to head all the way to Munich. This meant that we had one more shot at seeing the lovely Neuschwanstein Castle. And this time we were successful!!

Now I say successful- but what I really mean is that I was super pumped and ready to rock that hill to take some beautiful photos and Roisin was ready to be a total dick.

Honest. Hoooooonnnnnestly, I could have killed her and left her body in the woods. I could have. No one. NO ONE moans as much as she does when physical activity is involved. And she moans and whinges like a Scottish lassie whinges . With anger. She again was thrust into the whole “no one is suffering like I am suffering” escapade where she almost missed out on the whole thing entirely. About three times she just wanted to stay where she was and wait for me. What. A. Wanker. The love of a my life. But a wanker. She’s reading this right now and likely raging. But she knows she pushed me. The walk down of course was effortless and completely fine.

I think the walk up was worth it. The castle is lovely and I was so happy that I got a second chance to see it. Roisin is still alive. For now.

Then we hopped back onto the bus and made our way to Munich. Our staple, Hotel Mons Am Goetheplatz was full so we ended up staying in a hotel that in fairness was much closer to the pick up point. Munich felt like our home away from home though – this being our third time there over the few months of travel. We wandered a little bit that evening and got some noodle boxes from the train station then used the wifi in the hotel bar to catch up on the world.

The next morning we were going to start the longest fucking journey ever. And it was going to be just as awful as we thought it would be. The next time we were going to sleep would be in Edinburgh.

We got on the bus at 8am and drove from Munich to Paris. Then in Paris we walked all along the Champs Elysees to the Megabus stop to take the bus through France to hop on the ferry to head to Dover. This part was slightly tricky as I didn’t remember to print my plane tickets so I was a Canadian trying to enter the UK with nothing indicating I had intentions on leaving… luckily the border guard trusted that I was being honest that I was flying back to Canada in a week so we wiped the poo out of our pants and sallied forth.

Once we made it to Dover we continued on our route to London where we switched buses for one heading to Edinburgh. I believe our trek in the end was 26 hours long. TWENTY. SIX. HOURS. on buses – no sleep. I honestly don’t think either one of us got much more than a few hours of shut eye.

Then Roisin’s dad picked us up from the bus station and we were on our way to her family home to die/ recoup.

Thank you for joining me as I tell the tales of our wee excursion. I have had chats with so many lovely new faces over the last… well… almost year as I recount this journey. Please stick around, I always blog regularly and I’ll likely have some more adventures soon.

Tomorrow I’ll be posting the best of- from my Instagram photos from the trip.



Eurotrip 2012- Munich Part 2

February 26, 2013

I’m wondering if Munich is where Roisin slagged me off for how I take photos… because there’s pretty much zero photos of our time spent in the city itself. This is kind of odd as we ended up there three times throughout the trip and it’s probably the city that felt the most like home- but I have so few photos of the lovely food we ate or sights that we saw.

Even our walk through the garden from the day before didn’t get documented hmmm- what can you do?

The next day we were hungover- who knew that three tankards of beer would do that to you? So we slept in- we were also feeling a bit ill. We figured doing all this travel would eventually catch up with us. Everyone seemed to have a cold on the bus. It was bound to happen. So we decided to take it a bit easy as we’d be returning to Munich anyway.

We had tentative plans with Alan again but we ended up cancelling because we felt pretty awful by midday.
I did force Roisin to accompany me on a walk to see the Glockenspiel though. Very important.

So we grabbed a quick meal at a noodle bar type place and went towards the Sendlinger Tor.

We stopped in St. Jakob’s Platz to check out the Jewish Centre before moving on to the Viktualienmarkt. Then we sauntered back to the Rindermarkt before finally making our way to Marienplatz where the New Town Hall is located and of course the Glockenspiel! Marienplatz is pretty cool – the town square has been located there since 1158 Wikipedia tells me. That’s very old to a Canadian.

The Glockenspiel was cool enough- I took a wee video… then I realized the thing was going to last ages and gave up haha. 15 minutes of my life is now devoted to that thing.

We were quite intrigued by this woman searching the bins in the square for trinkets and prizes. She was quite meticulous and had gadgets to help her search.

We got fancy hot beverages and then went further along to check out the Old Town Hall then decided to end this short sightseeing day by peeking into two churches St. Peter’s and Heiliggeistkirche respectively.

Roisin did indeed call it quits. Which she hadn’t really done before. So I trusted her and we went to bed. Nurshing our hangovers. Trying to avoid the cold that was clearly on its way.

Next up- Stuttgart!


Eurotrip 2012- Munich

February 24, 2013

So we started the next day in good form with a free breakfast and a later departure time. We made our way really early to the pick up point as we knew the bus would already be filled with passengers who didn’t stop in Grunau or Salzburg on their way from Vienna to Munich.

We’d lucked out the whole way and never had to sit separately but of course at some point we knew some asshats would thwart this luck. There are a lot of solo travelers on this trip. So the thought that two solo strangers who’ll always sit next to another stranger would negotiate separating a couple for no real reason is frustrating.

This bus was packed. There was only one person who’d get two seats to themselves and of course this one solo girl who’d been with us in Grunau went entirely out of her way to separate us. I may sound like a conspiracy theorist but literally when Roisin and I got on board asked politely if these two solo folks would mind sitting together (to which they both said they wanted a window seat- no bother! That’s cool) -we took our seats and then watched before us as about 5 different people laughed and switched seats from empty ones- including a guy who was holding the second spot next to this girl to ensure she kept both seats to herself. Classy. Considering we were the only two people who weren’t Australian on this particular bus… I can’t help but feel that this may have played a role.
That as well as the fact that this girl had visibly shown distaste towards us at the Treehouse because we were part of the vast majority (of mostly staff and locals) who were smoking indoors as she huffed and made faces while opening all windows and doors at all times and scowling.

So this was a bit of a shenanigan and began the epic worries and stress that accompanied “getting seats together” for the rest of this trip. (We were sharing headphones and media which is why it was important to us (along with enjoying each other’s company)… Roisin had the music, I had the videos.) We hadn’t thought that people would be capable of such crap but apparently so. And I can’t help but mention that this never, ever happened to the many straight couples that were traveling. And this is throughout months of travel.

So I watched as the girl beside me who wanted to peek out the window- fell asleep for the entire trip and we made our way into Munich for about 6-7pm.

We checked in to our hotel which we’d end up staying at more than once- so I feel quite attached to it heh- ran across the street for a quick McDonalds meal and then the fun began!

My friend Alan from University divides his time between Munich and Iceland while he completes his studies. We’d taken German together along with a Communications course (taught by the best professor on this planet Barry Joe)- not to mention did improv together as well. So I got in touch with him when I was planning this adventure. (Got in touch with Professor Joe too and he gave me awesome Germany tips!) Sure enough we made some plans and he invited Roisin and I out to meet his lovely girlfriend and friends at a pub quiz at Augustiner Hexenkessel we’d also invited our Australian pals that’d we made in Vienna Tim and Erin to join us as well.

We had a lovely evening- I found it a wee bit hard trying to divide my time between the two groups (there was no room for all of us to do the quiz) but it was so lovely to see a familiar face and to catch up with Alan as I’d not seen him since my time at Brock.

There was a weird moment outside when this creepy older German guy tried to invite Roisin and I to his place once he understood we were a couple… but beyond that- a lovely, lovely, evening!

The next day we’d booked another excursion- this time to visit the Dachau Concentration Camp. I highly recommend taking a look at that link because it’s fascinating and I’ll likely mess everything up if I try to chat too much about our experience.

Dachau was the first concentration camp opened in Germany and it served as a template for all others- it was for political prisoners.

Interesting Canadian fact for you Geddy Lee (lead singer of Rush) his father is a survivor of this camp. So there ya go- thanks wikipedia.

Our tour was incredible and our Irish guide Gordon Hogan who has been living in Germany for years- was fantastic. He gave everything context, he was clearly passionate about his work. If you’re in Munich and want to do this tour I recommend making sure Gordon is your guide. So impressed with that entire day. So informative.

In the photos you can see the “Arbeit macht frei” (Work makes freedom) gate, the mass grave, crematorium, the massive memorial, inside a barrack and where the rest of the prisoner barracks used to be, showers that doubled for torture etc.

We became fast friends with Gordon and we made plans that evening to hang out with him- so once we returned to our hotel we had a quick nap then went out to get Roisin’s hair chopped. She’d been wanting to shave her head before we made our way to Italy so- no time like the present.
I wish I could express the shock and excitement of this fella at the salon. “You want it shaved!” so funny. And then he charged us 50 euros… *puke*

I don’t think I can stress enough how much we love Germany. WE LOVE GERMANY. (Even their overpriced salons!) And one of the coolest things that you can find in Munich (well it’s hard to miss) is the Englischer Garten (English Garden). It’s one of the world’s largest urban public parks. It’s bigger than central Park in New York… he is massive and perfect! We told Gordon we’d meet him and a pal by the Chinesischer Turm (Chinese Tower) in the heart of the gardens and decided to take a long walk through them to get there. There’s wave pools and sculptures and massive lovely trees. Ahhh I just love it. Europe does parks so well. So, so, well. And on a sunny day they are jammed with people. I bloody love a good park.

So we grabbed some tankards of beer and joined Gordon and his pal Jamie and had one of the best chats of our entire trip. This was easily one of my favourite nights. We had such a good time, I look forward to our next trip to Germany and an opportunity to see them again.

We stumbled home, extra chipper (drunken proposals eh Roisin?) and slept like babies- Looking forward to day 2.