Boozing it up - monk style

Trip Start Apr 08, 2007
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Trip End Oct 01, 2007


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Thursday, April 12, 2007

At a bit more relaxed pace than the past few, we spent today enjoying the good old German tradition of eating and drinking at a beer hall. Jim arranged for a friend to be the "sober driver" so we could all cut loose and have as many beers as we like. Mayu and I didn't need to get up quite as early either, since we didn't have to get down to Grafrath until noonish. With a little bit of time available beforehand, we stopped by the Hofbräuhaus in Munich for a peek, arranged our tickets for Prague on Monday night, and then made our way down on the S-bahn.

Andechs is beautifully set on a forested hill above the Ammersee. Due to all the foliage, you can't really see any of the lake, but the church itself is a fine attraction all the same. We made the requisite visit, taking in all the baroque splendor, then moved on to the day's real priority. As I believe I mentioned before, the monastery has brewed its own beer for centuries, so it's a popular place for locals (and foreign visitors) to go and get boozed up. They have several different brews available, plus other drinks, so there's ample selection. And, of course, lots of German staples too, which generally means loads of meat, cabbage, bread and potatoes!

Mayu ordered a formidable schweinehaxe (pork leg) and potato salad, which she not surprisingly needed some assistance with. I had a lighter meal of sausages with sauerkraut and a brez'n (pretzel). Good stuff, if very caloric! Jim and I indulged in the standard helles (light) beer for a couple maßes, but he made it clear that I should avoid the dark doppelbock, which is notoriously fierce stuff. I was rather surprised to find him later dipping into one after about three maßbiers of helles! All this in the time it took me to down two. Not good.

Jim later disappeared for an unsettlingly long time, so I had to go hunt him down. Wandering past some of the stalls, I heard someone inside one of them snoring away. Sure enough, it was Jim! After I finally got him up and out of there, he steadfastly refused to go back to the table. Instead we went to the car, where he said he'd just sit and wait while I got the others. So then we come back and the guy's sleeping on the asphalt with his head resting on the curb!! Poor bastard!

It's been a lot of fun and once again an absolutely amazing day weather-wise. Fortunately I don't think I'll have a hangover in the morning, but I'm not sure I can say the same about Jim!
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