Tunnel of fun.. maybe not
Trip Start
Mar 28, 2011
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Trip End
Jun 03, 2011
Nuremberg, Bavaria, Germany
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Arriving at Nurnberg HauptBahnhof only 4 and a half hours later was a mixed experience. I was, on one hand, glad to have arrived; but on the other hand, was hit by a bus within 10 minutes. Literally, but not severely: P I was standing on the corner with the other girl waiting for her friend when a bus turned into the street. At first I thought someone was really rudely shoving me out of their way, until I spun around to see the arse end of a bus on my backpack. Hmm, no injuries except from laughter - but that may have been from lack of sleep, not entirely sure.
While trying to navigate the underground system, which normally I am pretty good at, though for some reason I was struggling this time - I blame the bus incident. A nice guy came up to help me work it out. Turns out we were getting on the same train but his stop was a few after mine. He offered to show me around Nurnberg so we swap numbers. Not sure if that was the right thing to do, so I kind of made up my mind that I wasn’t going to call him anyway. When I got off the train at my destination, he got off as well to make sure I was ok, and then offered to walk me to my destination. He seemed nice enough but I wasn’t overly comfortable so I declined.
My next couch surfing host- Yunus, came to meet me at the petrol station, since I was completely lost. One thing about European trains that I don’t like- they are great, punctual, and clean- but the stations have about 7 exit points, so you never really know which one to head for.
not sure whose brilliant idea it was to embark on an underground tour of some bier cellars (i blame the boys: D) but we did it and although somewhat interesting, only barely. The Tour Guide was about 104 and spoke Bavian, so not only did the boys have to really concentrate but my English audio guide spoke for about one tenth of the time that the guide did. The guide took a strange liking to me, leaning in and telling me in English that this tree in front of me was actually a water pipe. I think you can get the gist of how interesting the tour was from that quote alone. Poor Yunus and Martin forgot to bring a jumper so they had to freeze in this dank underground tunnel which was approximately 10 degrees colder than the outside temperature.
Martin and Yunus had only just moved to Nurnberg (and I was their first couch surfer - hopefully I didn’t scare them off ever having any one else stay) which was good so we could explore the town together instead of me worrying that they had seen everything a million times before.
I was pretty tired and thankfully the boys were hung over as well, so we all agreed that an early night was in order. Friends DVD and some pretzels and we were set.
