I am writing this from the hotel in Munich, trying to put off packing up my stuff. Its amazing how much one can unpack in four days of sightseeing and Oktoberfest!
The people here are great, and not just at the festival. The first day, we rode the train from the airport into town. Following directions printed from the hotel's website, we got off the train in a suburb of Munich and lugged our baggage onto a city bus and walked 3 blocks into a residential neighborhood. We reached 16 Shillerstrasse, and it turned out to be an apartment building. There was nobody to be seen on the streets in any direction, so we just stood around for a little while wondering what to do, when a man parked his car nearby and started unloading groceries. I walked up to him and asked about the hotel. His name was Robert. While apologizing for his english, which was actually quite good, Robert explained we needed to go further into Munich. The Schillerstrasse we were looking for lay in the city itself, very close to the central station. After he told us that and saw us walking off, he pulled up in his car and gave us a ride back to the station.
Every night at Oktoberfest we drank our first beer to him.
I need to get going to the airport now.
Prost!
Russ
No comments:
Post a Comment