Munich, Germany.
It's been so long since I blogged that I'm starting to forget things so I better get going. I will never understand journalists/novelists/english majors. Writing is such a damn chore.
The first excursion we went on was to Munich, Germany. It was kinda a weird destination, but it was cheap, and I'm SO glad we went.
As is expected of a first backpacking trip, there were countless mistakes made and lessons learned. From not researching how to get from the airport to the hostel, to making it rain serious Euro at the most elite club in Germany. I will outline the mistakes and lessons learned, good and bad, in list form.
-We arrived in Munich in the early evening, realized we didn't know where we were going, how to get there, or a single word of German (fun).
-We tried the complimentary hot wine from the hostel (vomit).
-We booked an 8 bed room with only 6 of us, so we had to sleep with cranky Asians, old people, and French bitch. We had to pregame in the MEN's hostel bathroom. At 8 pm.
-Asian women take STANKY ASS DUMPS. Seriously, what do they eat?!!!
-Like the people you travel with, traveling with someone annoying will absolutely ruin your trip.
-Travel with people with good personal hygiene. Bringing one pair of underwear for 4 days and not showering once is surprisingly NOT okay. Honestly, didn't your mother teach you anything?
-Order the "traditional" dish of the country, no matter how disgusting; pig knuckle is actually PHENOMENAL. I mean, hey, if a whole country of people like it, chances are it's probably good. Props to Mike for the pic.
-There's no such thing as too much beer in Germany.
-Figure out the local public transportation right away, it's so much cheaper than cab fares.
-Learn basic phrases in the local language. I literally didn't even know how to say "Yes" "No" "Hello" or "Goodbye" in German. Also if you don't know the language and ask how to say a certain word in German, locals might find it funny to trick you into saying "penis"in German and no one tells you until your cab driver losing his marbles laughing explains why.
-German is probably the meanest, scariest language. They could be saying "I love you" and it sounds like a death threat.
-The castle in Germany is SO beautiful, definitely the highlight of my trip. The mountains alone were worth it.
-DO NOT under any circumstances go to the nicest club in Germany, P1, dressed in sweaters and rain boots. You might end up overcompensating and try to look rich by spending over 200 Euro on drinks and speaking in an Australian accent.
-Starbucks giftcards do not work internationally. But thanks anyways, Mom, it's the thought that counts.
-Make sure your shoes don't break because it'd suck to have to walk up a mountain with your boot being held together with hair ties and it is hard to find a clothing store open at 9 am (yeah).
-Bring warm clothes if you go to visit the concentration camp Dachau. It's devastatingly somber and really hard to complain about being cold when you think about the unfathomable tragedy that happened there.
-Traveling home hungover is probably top 10 worst experiences ever, don't do it. Especially when it's an expensive hangover, and you end up puking 300 dollars worth of booze in a shit stained toilet in the basement of the hostel the next morning.
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| What a 200 euro hangover looks like |
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| Haufbrauhaus beer garden |
-Go into random little bars you find, you could find yourself at a weird gay bar for old men, or amongst young money millionaire locals.
I thought the part where you said asian women take stanky dumps is funny lol
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