MUNCHEN. I was impressed with Munich. Didn't think it would be too amazing but it was great place to end our trip (or so we thought, get to that later). Can you guys guess where we went first? If you guessed city center for the christmas market, then you're right. Marienplatz, city center.
Gluhwein and the best brat ever. I had to get sauerkrat and ketchup and the best brat. It was our last night in Germany. Nick was a trooper and helped me find the best one too. Got our mugs of gluhwein as well, walked around again. Looked at all of the beautiful steins and clocks, never got one. I really wanted a big beautiful stein, but ended up not because the outrageous price of anywhere between fifty euro and up to like 130 euro. Went to thee Haufbrau Haus in Munchen, like the original first one. It was huge and beautiful. We each only had one liter of beer, walked around to see the lockers (lockers for steins of famous people or people who rent them, but it can take years and years to be on a list for that), heard the band, and then left. Walked around a bit more and that was it. Oh, he ended up getting his mom a gift the last night, after myself reminding him since day one. You could say he is a procrastinator.
Next morning, we left for Frankfurt at 4am. He drove the entire way. I offered, felt bad. A four hour drive.
AMSTERDAM. Well, with standby you can also not get a seat. We woke up to head to the frankfurt airport and there were negative six seats on the plane, but we tried anyway. Went through security and such and ended up watching our plane take off with out us. Nick was doing his little thing of looking at different flights and seats and departures or whatever. Ended up getting a train to Amsterdam from Frankfurt because the next day there were three flights to Detroit with like 30+ open seats.
Got a great hostel, I recommend: Flying Pig Hostel. Perfect location. Right in front of the Amsterdam Centraal Station. Since this was my third time in Amsterdam, it felt so familiar being back. No christmas market there, no mug for us, which made my luggage happier. We just ended up walking around after dinner at a pizza and pasta spot. Walked through the red light district and had a few Heinekens. Flugels. A chocolate waffle. Rained that night.
Went to bed early that Saturday night and left very early for the airport again. Once we got to our gate, it was filled AGAIN. I felt like I was about to live in Europe at that point. The lady came up to us and said to Nick "Do you want to get a seat? But she cannot have one." and there was no way to switch due to his priority. But through all of that headache, right before they closed the door they threw a ticket at both of us and we got on. Just like that. Last freaking minute. Felt as soon as I sat down and buckled up, we were in the air five minutes later. We both flew to Detroit, an eight hour flight and then split up once in Detroit. He went to Omaha for the family and I went to Milwaukee.
It was a wonderful two weeks in Europe! April, I will be back!
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