Denny Comes to Munich … Giving him just enough time to set down his bag, we headed off to what was supposed to be live music at a bar in Geisling. No music, but we did play pool and Denny got his first German Weissbeir and Schnitzel dinner. That’s one happy camper. Still in search of live music we set off to find “Oklahoma” I think Jeremy may have googled the actual Oklahoma. A three mile walk and hour later we ended up at the zoo! Not to worry we spent the next night at Paul Oakenfold listening to “live” music and dancing until 4am!
With the class final over, a trip to the English Garden was in order. Ah how the German’s do love to swim naked. We kept our clothes on but did take a little “float” down the river. Deep as it may look, its not! My arse was red from hitting the bottom the whole way. I don’t know if I was laughing hysterically from the cold, the rocks hitting my butt or just because it was fun nonetheless. But next time it’s going to be an inner tube adventure.
Checked out a cool ‘beach bar’ called… yup you guessed… The Beach Bar with some of the people from work. Weather was not so fabulous, we have been getting some really cool storms. Close to 100 degrees one day and then cold and pouring the next.
Sonnenrot Festival…. Not entirely sure how we picked this concert to go to. A few bands with recognizable names, the price was cheap when I first found it, but far from it when we actually bought our tickets. Two days of music, camping next to a lake… sounds good, no? On the shuttle to the concert we were asked “Where are you from?” “America” followed by “Why are you here?” It was not the last time we were asked “why the hell would you come all the way from the states for this concert?!” Hahahahah but we had a blast. In the first 10 minutes we had to have seen 10 naked guys running around. But it only got better, as the weekend went on, there were full bunny suits with a Mexican style bandolier filled with jager shots jumping into the lake and answering power strip cell phones. We set up “camp”, yes three of us in my backpacking tent with the bare necessities we could gather and carry in the day before. Luckily, we picked the best campsite, our neighbors were awesome! Mitch invited us to share the shade of his canopy as it was close 100 degrees when we arrived. It was the beginning of a beautiful drunken friendship… joined by four ridiculous Austrian guys the blurr of a weekend began! Mitch’s girlfriend and her friend arrived many hours later to join the party already in progress. They were fantastic, made food for us and taught us German.
Stabbed by a piece of hay I had to visit first aid to have it removed… sadly the beast of a medic woman escaped the picture! There was beach volleyball and an awesome lake with a floating platform. You’d never have guessed there was a serious storm brewing…
While the clouds on the second day were a welcome relief from the heat, the incessant rain that started midday and did not end until 2am … well sucked. We braved the first few hours until it became too wet and cold. We spent the second half of the night huddled in the front of Mitch and his girlfriend’s tent listening to the music from outside. Katie, the most adorable 5 foot elf you’ll ever meet was trampled in the moshpit the first night and decided the comforts of her bed were too much to resist the second night. She let us steal her dry warm tent. Bless her heart. Like a bunch of drowned rats we gathered ourselves this morning and headed home for a hot shower and a soft bed. Ah the memories.
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