Woke 6.30. Bags were 7.15 and we left @ 8am.
We drove off in more miserable conditions with the windows all fogged up - I took a tablet just in case I got sick.
After 45 mins of seeing lots of low cloud, we came to the Swarovski crystal factory and museum. The museum itself was a bit tacky - weird music and aromatherapy. Some rooms were cool though - one room was just a huge faceted crystal with the coolest acoustics. Also, we walked on some screen projections, and on a revolving tray of crystals that made you a bit sick. The shop was the best though. I bought a crystal flute, earrings, necklace, and a funky pencil. I put it on visa, and it was only 720 schillings ($75).
We moved on and crossed the German border, arriving in Munich at about 12.45. Saw the Andersen Consulting building. We had some things pointed out to us on a drive-by, but then we were dropped in Marienplatz for lunch. Being Sunday, nothing was open at all, but Sarah and I got a white sausage, potatoes and mushrooms at a food hall. It was nice, even if the guy serving me was rude because I couldn't understand what he was saying for a time. We saw buskers (crystal glass man) and I got a beesting from a bakery.
We met back on the bus, and drove out to Dachau to the concentration camp. We did the tour of the museum, looking at pictures and reading. We then watched a video, and walked around the site. It was very disturbing, knowing that so many people died on the ground we were walking. The crematorium was horrible.
A subdued group got back on the bus and we drove back into Munich to the fairly flash looking Park Hotel. Where I discovered that I didn't have the keys to open my bag. Rachel said that Reubs had broken into her bag already, and so on our way out (after a large glass of Sarah's beaujolais), and after we stopped to exchange money, I asked him to help me and he said yes.
We got to a beer hall (an albeit touristy one) and we all started on beers - I was drinking half litres. I had chicken cordon bleu and chips and salad for dinner (which was great) and I made my way quite happily through three half litres. It was a great night - there was dancing and singing and a huge dance party on the coach on the way home.
I nabbed Reubs to help me break into my bag. He started off by trying to bash the padlock and get it to let go - doing that with the room key tag didn't work, so he went to the coach and got his hammer and cutters. The hammer didn't work either (though it managed to leave a big gouge in the table), so he was reduced (with my permission) to mashing the crap out of it with the cutters. He finally got through it, and I thanked him.
I went down to the bar for half an hour, but it was boring, so I went and rang Pauline for her birthday, and then got to bed at about 12am.
We drove off in more miserable conditions with the windows all fogged up - I took a tablet just in case I got sick.
After 45 mins of seeing lots of low cloud, we came to the Swarovski crystal factory and museum. The museum itself was a bit tacky - weird music and aromatherapy. Some rooms were cool though - one room was just a huge faceted crystal with the coolest acoustics. Also, we walked on some screen projections, and on a revolving tray of crystals that made you a bit sick. The shop was the best though. I bought a crystal flute, earrings, necklace, and a funky pencil. I put it on visa, and it was only 720 schillings ($75).
We moved on and crossed the German border, arriving in Munich at about 12.45. Saw the Andersen Consulting building. We had some things pointed out to us on a drive-by, but then we were dropped in Marienplatz for lunch. Being Sunday, nothing was open at all, but Sarah and I got a white sausage, potatoes and mushrooms at a food hall. It was nice, even if the guy serving me was rude because I couldn't understand what he was saying for a time. We saw buskers (crystal glass man) and I got a beesting from a bakery.
We met back on the bus, and drove out to Dachau to the concentration camp. We did the tour of the museum, looking at pictures and reading. We then watched a video, and walked around the site. It was very disturbing, knowing that so many people died on the ground we were walking. The crematorium was horrible.
A subdued group got back on the bus and we drove back into Munich to the fairly flash looking Park Hotel. Where I discovered that I didn't have the keys to open my bag. Rachel said that Reubs had broken into her bag already, and so on our way out (after a large glass of Sarah's beaujolais), and after we stopped to exchange money, I asked him to help me and he said yes.
We got to a beer hall (an albeit touristy one) and we all started on beers - I was drinking half litres. I had chicken cordon bleu and chips and salad for dinner (which was great) and I made my way quite happily through three half litres. It was a great night - there was dancing and singing and a huge dance party on the coach on the way home.
I nabbed Reubs to help me break into my bag. He started off by trying to bash the padlock and get it to let go - doing that with the room key tag didn't work, so he went to the coach and got his hammer and cutters. The hammer didn't work either (though it managed to leave a big gouge in the table), so he was reduced (with my permission) to mashing the crap out of it with the cutters. He finally got through it, and I thanked him.
I went down to the bar for half an hour, but it was boring, so I went and rang Pauline for her birthday, and then got to bed at about 12am.
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