Trying to Keep Up With You...
Thursday, May 20, 2010 at 8:23AM | 2 Comments These blog entries are all starting to sound the same.
Today I got drunk in Dublin. Today I got drunk in Galway. Today I got drunk in Munich.
Damn you Brian, Emily and Diana for ruining my liver and my life for the past 2 weeks. (As a side note and for proof that I’m not doing this alone and that it is as bad as it sounds, read Diana’s post from her Liver’s perspective).
Anyway. We got drunk in Munich. Surprise.
After arriving, we drew a map of town and where we were going to walk to. What we should have made the last stop but made the first was to go to the Hoffbrauhaus and have a beer. HA. A beer. Ya right, because we’re so good at having just UN beer and than leaving. Naturally, we got there at about 2 and stayed all night. We ended up eating dinner there (an entire pig’s leg, but we didn’t know what it was when it 
came to our table). We took our picture with men in Lederhosen and watched a different old man snort tobacco. We had a conversation with a waiter who spent 30 minutes trying to tell us where he was from (including a map drawn on a napkin) and when we finally figured out it was Iraq, he responded, "no! no! it's not Iraq, it's blahsdflkjsiweldk which is NOW PART of Iraq. We are so happy your people are there to bring peace blah blah blah." So... you're from Iraq. Then we walked home arm in arm singing REM’s Losing My Religion and I’m not sure how we didn’t get arrested.
So then, rather than calling it a night at 9 PM or whatever time we got home. Brian and I decide to drink more at the hostel and when about 5 kids got stuck in the hostel elevator for an hour (which has a clear glass door) we decided it would be fun to take our beers out and drink in front of them and talk to them. I also vaguely remember a joke being made about Germany and gas chambers but even though the voice sounded like a girl, I’m sure 
it was Brian who said it.
To make the night even better, once we DO go to sleep, Brian is snoring like a jackhammer (which the rest of us are completely used to at this point) but apparently the 3 Asian girls sleeping in our room were not and they made a complaint to the hostel staff. So I am awoken (awakened, woked up) by a very large overly German German man with long blonde hair and a Bruno accent, screaming at Brian telling him off in German. After about 5 minutes of negotiation in terribly broken English (and Asians speaking German to Fabio) the man gives the girls ear plugs and finally leaves.
HAHA. God it was funny.
But seriously. Why stay in a coed mixed dorm hostel for €12/night if you don’t expect to be kept up all night by snoring men and drunks. Who stays in hostels and doesn’t bring their own earplugs?
Pretzel anyone?
Eurotrip 2010, Germany, Munich in My Trips
Reader Comments (2)
Haha don't worry, nobody is judging your budding alcoholism. :) And you HAVE to get drunk in Munich! You haven't really experienced the city unless you're seeing it through blurred vision.
@Alison - for serious. Drinking is just part of the culture in these parts. I guess we should ahve planned to go to a NON-drinking country in between Ireland and Germany, maybe as a buffer, a bit of a break. Bad planning on my part I guess. And we carry on :)