In old Bavaria...

Trip Start Jun 02, 2010
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Trip End Oct 03, 2010


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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

There is something about Munich that just keeps drawing me back.  I have been to Europe three times now and each time I end up in Munich.  Not that I am complaining, because the city is awesome.  Not to mention the people I hung out with are some of my favorite people ever! 

The whole reason I went to Munich this time was to meet up with a couple friends I had met in Edinburgh.  You may remember them as Kielbasa and Lemon.  Well we met up at our hostel, the wonderful Wombats, which I will recommend to anyone, anytime.  It was a beautiful reunion: there were hugs, bouts of laughter, and tears.  We were all extremely hungry so I suggested we start our stay in Munich off right and head to the Hofbrauhaus for the buffet of a lifetime.  Now the Hofbrauhaus has made a reputation for being the quintessential (or stereotypical) Bavarian beer hall with loud "oom-pa-pa" music, women carrying their weight in beer mugs, and rowdy tourists dancing on top of tables.  So obviously it is a "must-do" while in Munich. 

There are multiple sections to the Hofbrauhaus.  The main beer hall is on the ground floor, and this is usually where the drunken revelry happens.  However, on the second floor there is a large banquet hall where you can enjoy ridiculous amounts of traditional Bavarian food, music, and dance.  And this is where we went.  Now, the buffet is a bit pricey (€20), however, it is all you can eat and it has all the traditional fare you could ever desire.  So if you are looking to have good, old-fashioned Bayrish food all in one night, I would recommend this.  And have no doubt that we took advantage of the "all you can eat" concept.  All of us tried a bit of everything and ended up with 3 plates each, a bowl of soup, and a dessert plate.  Needless to say I haven't been that full EVER.  While we ate we enjoyed Bayrish folk tunes as well as dancing.  They even did this song including whips.  It was loud as hell, but very entertaining to watch.  My only disappointment was that the audience wasn't more rowdy.  There was one idiot who tried to sing along with the yodelers.  He tried, and he failed miserably.  Despite this obnoxious tool, we had a great time and had to roll our full bellies out of the place by the end of the night. 

The next day we went on yet another free tour.  This one wasn't through New Europe, but it met at our hostel, so we decided to go for the convenience.  Our tour guide was Ozzy.  Here's the thing about Ozzy, he is very intelligent and knows a crap ton about Bavaria and it's history.  However, he has a bit of an attitude and a great bias against...well...pretty much everyone but Bavarians.  We soon found out that this is very common in Bavaria, since they are the most separatist of all the German states.  However, I found myself getting slightly offended every time he would insult Berlin because I have a fondness for Berlin myself.  At least it was a cultural experience.  He told us more information about Munich than I could ever remember.  There was one thing he said that stood out in my mind and that was that if Bavaria had been allowed to separate from the rest of Germany like they wanted to in the 1920s then the Nazi movement would have been killed and WWII would never have happened.  Now this is a very strong assertion and I think it is impossible to say for sure how different things would have been had Bavaria separated.  Granted, Munich was the birthplace of the Nazi movement.  And even Hitler recognized how detrimental separation from the rest of Germany would have been for the Nazi movement.  He was so worried about it in fact, it drove him to commit treason... but that is a long story, however fascinating it may be.  All in all the tour was very informative, even if it did cause me to be a little biased against Munich. 

During the tour we met a few people, including a girl from Chicago named Tracy.  We all decided to meet up later for happy hour in the bar at our hostel: the Wombar.  We gathered a relatively good crowd during happy hour and decided to head back to the Hofbrauhaus and this time we would experience the drunken revelry of the main beer hall.  Except when we got there it wasn't nearly as crazy as I remember it being the last few times I was there and our waitress was obviously not very happy with her life.  So the haus did not live up to my expectations this time.  But we did still have a good time and eventually we went out to a dance club where I had beer spilled on my feet 4 times in a row.  The dance club was insanely busy, but that didn't stop us from getting down with our crazy selves. 

The next day was a nice and relaxed day.  Kielbasa, Lemon and I went out to get some sushi, since we all had a major craving for it.  We then wandered around Munich for a bit and eventually we ended up back at the Wombar for another night of drinking.  Once again, we got a nice sized group together and we went out to get some beer at an Augustiner biergarten.  After we all had put at least a liter of alcohol into our bodies we decided it was time to play Kings Cup.  Now, for those of you who don't know, Kings Cup is a drinking game specifically designed to make everyone unable to see straight.  And for the most part I think it worked.  We all had a great time and eventually we turned the Wombar into a dance club.  I have no idea how it happened, it just did.  And the best part is that we got a bunch of people to join in on the random dancing.  Although, there were a couple guys I tried to get up on the "dance floor", but they just weren't having any of it.  This was extremely disappointing because I was sharing some killer dance moves with them.  Oh well. 

I thought the night would end when we walked Kielbasa back to her hotel (she and Lemon had gotten a hotel for their final night in Munich).  Don't worry, I got the two really cool Irish guys that we had met to walk with me so I didn't have to walk back by myself.  See how responsible I am?  I should have just gone straight to bed when we got back to the hostel like Alan, one of the Irish guys did.  But I got distracted by an Aussie (story of my life).  This Aussie girl had apparently been abandoned by the guys she was with in a very bad part of town and she was freaking out about it.  So Connor (the other Irish guy) and I went to the hostel next door and sat with her and talked to her until she had calmed down.  She eventually wandered off and this Scottish guy joined our table.  This made me very happy until he started talking and I realized he was a complete douche bag.  We started talking politics, which I know is always a bad idea, but I was not exactly thinking straight. Before I knew it we had been arguing in circles for 2 hours and it was now 5:30 in the morning and poor Connor is sitting there, just watching this car crash of a discussion.  Eventually Connor said it was really late and that made me realize how stupid I was for letting this "conversation" go on for so long.  So we said our goodbyes and I headed up to bed where I got a two hour nap before I had to check out of the hostel.

Oy.

So to sum up Munich: it was a great time where I drank a lot of beer, did a lot of dancing, and argued with a complete stranger for way too long.  Good times.  I really didn't need to go back to Munich, having already been there twice, but I'm glad I did.  Not only did I get to hang out with the remarkable Kielbasa and Lemon again, I basically got to party for three days straight.  You can't beat that. But I guess that's what you get in Europe.  It is a constant party.  Well, it can be if you let it.  I try to find a couple days here and there where I can just be a hermit and keep to myself.  If I didn't do this I would eventually die from exhaustion.  Quite honestly I can't remember the last time I had a good nights sleep without interruption.  But I'm okay with that because as much as I like to sleep I love the experiences I'm having here much more.  Besides, I can always sleep when I get home.  Well, it will probably be more like a three day coma... looking forward to it.
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Lin on

Man. Why do you keep meeting lame Scottish people?

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