Munich mania

Trip Start Jan 17, 2006
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Trip End Dec 01, 2006


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Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Back to Munich again, but this time, no snow and less drinking. This time round did feature one of the toughest matches for the Socceroos of all time however: the world cup match up of Australia v Brazil.

My visit to this cool city was somewhat tainted by the fact that I had chosen a totally shit hostel to stay at. I booked the AO Hostel in January before I left the golden shores of Australia not knowing how lame it would be. When I got there, they had less staff than the bloody Bauhaus, except that it had seven times the capacity. It took about half an hour to check in (less than three minutes is generally acceptable) and then I got the rude shock that I had to pay 5.00EUR for breakfast - not really what I wanted to hear at this stage of the game. I decided that I would not pay their exorbitant prices for bread and sliced meat; I went round the corner to the supermarket and bought what they offered and more and it cost me less than 2.00EUR all up. Now it isn't much of a saving, but when I have such little cash left, it is a worth doing.

Scott and his mate Iona who both study in Cologne came to Munich for the game to see if they could get tickets. They didn't book accommodation, but that was okay, because I was happy to let them sleep on the floor of my hostel room, as were all the other Aussies in my room. It was good to have someone to hang around with during my time in Munich, because I couldn't really be bothered making new friends with the other guests at the hostel - most of them were in there little cliques and it wouldn't have been worth it. In saying that, I did get along with all the Aussies in my room.

On my first night at the hostel, I did the crazy thing and got drunk and went clubbing. As a bottle of Jaegermeister costs all of 8.99EUR, I decided I would throw one in the trolley when I was shopping in anticipation of a big night on the town. It turned out to be just that. I got the party started early and had about 200mL of Jaeger before I met Scott and Iona and then had a few more shots before going out. We went out to the nightclub district, the Kultfabrik. This turned out to be a mistake because that night was apparently Brazilians only night and anyone identifiable as Australian was promptly told to piss off. As it is the world cup, I thought it reasonable to wear my country's colours out. Every club we visited, we were told it was full, only to see Brazilians walking past us into the club with no problem. It was quite infuriating actually - my first taste of racism. After being rejected from this particular club, we walked around the back to look for a new one and some people had opened the back door to come out for air. We walked straight in and had some fun dancing and drinking and whatever else happens at clubs. By the end of the night I had no idea about what was going on - or so Scott tells me. Apparently I was rambling to a gay couple on the train about the racist bouncers at the nightclub. I wonder what I was saying....

I woke up the next morning feeling a little rough around the edges and I needed a cold shower to really wake myself up. After that I was cool and went to pack my bags as I had to move rooms at the hostel. I think the only good thing about the hostel is that the checkout was at midday, so you didn't have to rush. In a nightlife bazaar such a Munich, this is something you NEED.

More important than any nightclub, any check out time or anything else is the fact that that was the day that Australia played Brazil. By now, you will all know the score and how the game went, but I think you should all know my opinion on the game. Now usually, no one is interested in knowing a particular dude's opinion on a a sporting match, but at the end of the day, who's blog are you reading? Hahahaha
My opinion is that Australian played very well and did themselves proud against one of the strongest teams in the world. As far as I and everyone else in the stadium could see, the referee was completely biased toward Brazil and as the free kick count showed, 29-6 in favour of the Brazilians tells me that there was something amiss. My Queenslander mate Scott was at the big screen in the city and he reported that even some of the Brazilian fans were suggested that the referee was probably payed off. At the end of the game, Harry Kewell went absolutely mental at the referee, but after was said and done, there is nothing that could have been done. Australia lost 2-0.

Following the match, I went home with many Brazilians congratulating the Aussie team for playing so competitively. Other Brazil fans were congratulating themselves on the other hand. One nice dude gave me a Brazilian flag to take home with me and another gave me a beer. Overall, it was all good times between the fans.

The next day I just relaxed and had some beers with Scott and Iona in the beer garden. We sat down with these three hilarious Scots and we got along like a house on fire. All of them had been to Australia, so we had a good chat about their perspective on the country and what not. That night I was in my dorm with five Americans. Four of them were completely crap, but the remaining dude was a champ and my heart went out to him because his girlfriend (who was one of the four crap ones) was a total turd-bitch.

Now it is off to see who will be proceeding to the next round of the world cup in Stuttgart.
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