Munich

October 16

We arrived in Munich bright and early at 8 am! We walked to our hostel to leave our bags and then headed to a bakery by the hostel for breakfast (which included hot chocolate!). After that we walked across the street to McDonald's (WiFi) and then headed towards the BMW Museum. We didn't go through the actual museum, which I was totally okay with, because who actually spends money to see old cars? Why? We went through the show room and Jacqueline and Brittany sat in some cars and I was tired and not impressed.

Olympic Park is a short walk across the street from the BMW Museum so we walked through there before heading into Old Town Munich. In Old Town we went to lunch and I got some classic German dish that was basically a fancy hash. It had potatoes, beef, ham, eggs, onions...it was delicious. I love German food, no doubt. The bookstore was the next stop, because Jacqueline has decided her "thing" is going to be her getting a book form every country she goes to. The one she bought was one she was torn between in Amsterdam. It's called Look Who's Back. It's a new movie in Germany, which is probably why it's so popular in Europe right now. The plot line in Hitler coming back in 2011 with no memory after 1945...interesting, right? We walked around a bit before heading back tot he hostel and calling it a night.

October 17

Brittany wanted to sleep in Saturday morning so Jacqueline and I headed to Dachau without her. Dachau is a city right outside of Munich that housed the first Nazi concentration camp, and the only concentration camp to be used the entire war. The place was absolutely huge, the map in the front of the gate made it look small, but it wasn't. It is slightly unnerving knowing that you're walking on the ground that prisoners were murdered on. We walked through a gas chamber and I felt sick. This camp was built to house 6,000 people but by the end of the war housed over 32,000. 

The words "Arbeit macht frei," meaning, 
work will set you free are at the entrance of all 
Nazi concentration camps

After visiting the camp we went and had lunch in the tiny town of Dachau. It was Saturday and nothing but bakeries were open. We weren't going to eat pastries for lunch and luckily there was a hotel restaurant open. We got food, and hot chocolate. Jacqueline got roasted pig knuckle (a German specialty) and fell in love with it. She was telling her mom later how they'd have to make it when she got home. Sounds gross, but tastes great, apparently. We walked to the bus station, and in hopes of McDonald's having WiFi we got McFlurries, they didn't have WiFi, but that's okay, because we got flurries out of it. 

Shockingly, we ran into Brittany at the bus station who had just gotten back in from the camp. We all headed to the English Gardens after we got Brittany lunch in Old Town. It was gorgeous. The English Gardens are just a very large, very nice park, and it is beautiful in the fall. After the gardens and dinner, Jacqueline and I headed back to Brittany's hotel to grab her stuff, so she could move to another hotel. Jacqueline and I planned on sleeping in the airport that night. 

The taxi ride ended up being ~ $90, 

which she was not expecting, obviously not realizing how far away this hotel was. Therefore, to help Brittany calm herself, we went out. All right, now it's about 9:30 pm on a Saturday night and there are literally two places open in the entire town. Two. A bar, packed with old people and a cafe. We opted for the cafe. We sat out on the terrace per Brittany's request with that fire place thing next to us, it didn't help. We ended up talking to these 3 guys, for 2 hours, and they were all about telling us how boring this town is and how awful it is. They were interesting. One of the guys worked for Audi and one of the others is his prodigy. The younger two were our translator for when the older guy couldn't understand us. We ended up back at Britt's hotel around midnight and she asked us to stay with her. Jacqueline and Brittany ended up passed out on her twin-sized bed by 1. I decided, why sleep if I have to be up at 4 to get to the airport anyways? SO, I didn't. Instead I basked in the glory that is Netflix, because unlike Spain, Germany has Netflix! It was glorious. 

We headed to the airport at 4, got on our 6 am flight then had an 8 hour layover in Mallorca. We had talked about going out of the airport, but we all kind of crashed once we sat down. So, instead we just chilled and walked in some circles until our flight to Valencia at 4.