Hotel Cosima Vaterstetten

... decorated. But each one includes live music which is hilarious to hear a german band sing Bryan Adams in english. And everyone in the hall is on their tables dancing and banging their litres of beer together with a good old PROST!!!! Which means cheers in german....I would say by the end of the night that we were german and singing along with their german drinking songs. WE arent too ...

24/9- 28/9 We were very excited about this part of our trip, Oktoberfest, need I say more, we were also meeting up with Craig, one of Dave's old friends from home, so it was looking to be a good time. We hadn't booked anywhere, and were getting worried, but we knew of one place that you couldn't book into, so we thought we would turn up and see how it went. Well luck would have it there was heaps of room, and for anyone out there who hasn't booked accommodation 1 year in advance buy ...

... a Californian. July 23rd - Again with the breakfast, then met up with our group to go to Dachau, the first concentration camp built by the Nazis. Got group tickets, food at a gas station without the gas. Upon our arrival at the town of Dachau, we witnessed a lively scene between some rambuncioius middle-schoolers flirting with a boy on a bus next to the one we had boarded. We concluded that he was getting so much attention from the girls because he had text on his ...

... to the Opera house and stayed away for our return to the hotel. The ballet- la Bayadere was very good ...

... prettified and I couldn't really feel the fear of the inmates or the cruelty of their guards. The crematorium and gas chamber were the only places which retained vestiges of their original horror. No prisoners were gassed at Dachau, rather they were shot or died of exhaustion. At the other end of the camp we walked through the camp's cell block where inmates were crowded into rooms so small that they could neither sit down nor stand ...

Toujours en train on a decide de faire un petit arret a Munich. Saucisse, choucroute et bieres de 1 litre ont ete au rendez-vous dans le beerhall le plus populaire au monde le Hofbrauhaus! On a donc passe notre apres-midi la-bas avec Ryan l'australien, Amy Guacamole de Floride et un bresilien. C'est fou sous l'effet de l'alcool on dirait que lon est toujours meilleur en langue, jai reussi a faire ...

... to Munich on the train. We sat by some Austrailians and I had a good time talking to them. Amanda slept because she was so tired. When we got back, we went to the store to get some food then just went back to the hostel and hung out. On Sunday we got up and took the train back to Trier. We missed our fast train and had to get on the slow train which took an extra hour. Luckily, only one of our trains was un-air-conditioned. It was hotter than **** but I found ...

... I wished we could have hung around longer. Not because of the breakfast! Reaching home, we were greeted by her mum (quite the busy body, endearingly so) who was back from singing hymns at the church, and had prepared a lovely salad for lunch before we headed back to Munich. Berny (Mirjam's other brother) stopped in for a bit with his girlfriend as well and we barely got to know each other before we had to leave. The drive back ...

... while we were in Vienna with a show of their military prowess, surrounded by centuries' old, beautiful buildings built during better times. Music was the venue in Vienna. Church at the castle chapel to hear the Vienna Boys Choir on Sunday, a Mozart concert on Monday, and my first opera at the national opera house on Tuesday. The music was beautiful as were the surroundings. Moving westward after a quick trip by train to Bratislava, we camped along the Danube again in ...

... enough to help her. She describes the slow conversion of Prague to communism and the horrors of watching a government go very very corrupt. Her husband is executed for treason, and once again she is left with no one willing to help her for fear that they too will be taken. It's stunning in it's loneliness. It seemed that these thoughts of loneliness and loss would permeate the remainder of the trip. The next day we would head for Garmish-Partenkirchen up in the mountains.