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... of Germany before arriving in Munich after dinner - I will save those stories for my next blog :-) I am so thankful to Monika, Beat, Ann-Kristen, Vincent, Dietrich and Veronkia for letting me stay with them and be my tour guides (they were fabulous!!) and really let me experience the true Swiss culture. Though it take long to feel like a backpacker again as upon arriving in Munich the first voice I heard was an Australian and back to sharing a room with 5 other people! Enjoy the blog and photos :-) ...
... in the world, because we were on our way to Austria! Yee-haw!! After our regular episode of metro confusion, Karliana and I found the right bus and made our way to our new hostel in Salzburg! It was around 9 o'clock when we arrived and 2/3 roommates were already in their beds. Not exactly how we pictured our warm welcome but at least it is a nice looking hostel. I think I definitely jinxed myself when I talked about checking out hostel linens because as ...
... day we took a nap and then a train up to the tallest hill, ‹etliberg. The views were nice and we had a fun hike back down into the city where we caught a bus home. The stop-over was quite successful although we probably could have used another day to really get adjusted to the timezone.
The next morning we caught an early train to ...
**** me Switzerland is an expensive country, not the best place for a
backpacker. I really wanted to do the James bond goldeneye bungee jump
from the dam but 200euros soon persuaded me not to :-p
So my first night in Switzerland I actually slept in a petrol station as
the hitch hiking took a lot longer than I expected, but at least it was
a free night sleep ;-) In Zurich I had a few couch surfing offers but I
was let down at the last minute by a ...
... the rain didn't bother me so much now and at any rate, had lightened to a sporadic sprinkle. I pressed on pounding the picturesque pavements of the old city made new by one independent boutique after another.
Feeling peckish and wanting to indulge another of my old travel habits, I stopped in at the supermarket to peruse and pick up snacks I could eat on the go. Like a good tourist, I included such swiss delicacies in my haul as Lindor balls ...