Sunday, August 20, 2006
Part VI
We found a decent hotel in Munich and went sightseeing. We went out to Olympic Stadium and walked around downtown a bit. I honestly can’t remember too much of our time in Munich. I know that evening we visited the Hofbrau House and the Lowenbrau beer hall. We took a cab outside the city and something was definitely lost in translation when the cabdriver dumped us outside what turned out to be a brothel. We walk in this place and everywhere you look are girls sitting around in their lingerie. Now we’re not the smartest guys in the world but it didn’t take us long to understand that we weren’t in a bar. So we got out of there pretty fast. Other than that “excitement”, nothing really memorable happened.
The next day we took the train to Memingham, which had a joint U.S./Germany air force base. One of Horner’s buddies (Jack) was stationed there and we thought we would spend a night there. We arrived, went to the local store for beer, and consumed some of the best I’ve ever had. Germany is heaven for beer lovers and we enjoyed it. Later at the bar on base, you could buy a German beer for 50 cents or an American one for a buck. Easy choice there. I think we went to some dance club later and ended up sleeping on Jack’s floor.
We were on to Zurich Switzerland, the end of our 16 day journey. We holed up in some little hotel and went sightseeing. Zurich is not that large but it’s nice. We were all pretty worn out from the trip and the partying and also broke so we decided to play it low-key that last night and be good. Well, one thing led to another which led to us sitting in some bar throwing all the loose change onto the middle of the table to see how many beers we could buy. We all came home with a souvenir glass from that evening, at least those of us who didn’t throw theirs out the window on the way up to our room. I ended up getting locked inside a room I was sharing with Shepherd and George ended up getting some stuff stolen out of his room while he slept. Our low-key night turned into a familiar one but it was time to go home. Our flight home was uneventful and the trip of a lifetime was over.
We found a decent hotel in Munich and went sightseeing. We went out to Olympic Stadium and walked around downtown a bit. I honestly can’t remember too much of our time in Munich. I know that evening we visited the Hofbrau House and the Lowenbrau beer hall. We took a cab outside the city and something was definitely lost in translation when the cabdriver dumped us outside what turned out to be a brothel. We walk in this place and everywhere you look are girls sitting around in their lingerie. Now we’re not the smartest guys in the world but it didn’t take us long to understand that we weren’t in a bar. So we got out of there pretty fast. Other than that “excitement”, nothing really memorable happened.
The next day we took the train to Memingham, which had a joint U.S./Germany air force base. One of Horner’s buddies (Jack) was stationed there and we thought we would spend a night there. We arrived, went to the local store for beer, and consumed some of the best I’ve ever had. Germany is heaven for beer lovers and we enjoyed it. Later at the bar on base, you could buy a German beer for 50 cents or an American one for a buck. Easy choice there. I think we went to some dance club later and ended up sleeping on Jack’s floor.
We were on to Zurich Switzerland, the end of our 16 day journey. We holed up in some little hotel and went sightseeing. Zurich is not that large but it’s nice. We were all pretty worn out from the trip and the partying and also broke so we decided to play it low-key that last night and be good. Well, one thing led to another which led to us sitting in some bar throwing all the loose change onto the middle of the table to see how many beers we could buy. We all came home with a souvenir glass from that evening, at least those of us who didn’t throw theirs out the window on the way up to our room. I ended up getting locked inside a room I was sharing with Shepherd and George ended up getting some stuff stolen out of his room while he slept. Our low-key night turned into a familiar one but it was time to go home. Our flight home was uneventful and the trip of a lifetime was over.
