Munich, Germany - June 29th

This morning I awoke to Wade and Geoffrey laughing at me for being so drunk the night before and getting info from one of the Irish girls about a music concert tonight. Apparently two girls had missed their train and stayed in our room the night before, but I didn’t see them since they had left early. It sucks they had to sleep in our room cause Wade said I was snoring like a jet engine the night before. He and Geoffrey had found 3 liters of beer left over from the night before in our room along with a Becks which I had brought up. Geoffrey finished all the beer and was irritable for most of the morning because of it. After we had gotten ready to start the day, we went down to the metro and hopped a train to Dachau. On the train we met a girl from Canada who is staying at the Tent tonight, which is where the concert is supposed to be happening so maybe we will see her there. At Dachau, we walked a ridiculously long way towards the concentration camp. Along the way we stopped and had a long lunch. Dachau was an interesting place. It was very empty feeling as you could imagine a concentration camp would be. There were only a few buildings left which housed the prisoners. It made us proud to see all the memorials to the Americans who liberated the people held there. We wondered around the place for a good while and checked out all the historical stuff. It was annoying to see that there were churches built at the site. Christian churches which had no connection with the Holocaust at all and if anything there should have been a temple. When we had seen all there was to see, we made the long walk back to the station and now we are sitting in the hostel planning our next move. The most appealing option was to go to the Tent and see if what I had been told the night before was true. We located it on the map. Much farther than anywhere we had gone before which seemed odd at the time because the girls had said they walked to our hostel. We took the subway away from the center of town then changed to the above ground shuttle. Took a while to get there and Wade was pissed off at a pickpocket we had seen the whole time. Eventually we got to our stop. It seemed to be in the suburbs and the first thing we noticed was how quiet it was. We still had to walk a little while to get to the Tent so we figured there was still a chance of finding live music. We followed signs to the Tent. When we got there we found no music. No partying, only a bunch of people sitting around a campfire drinking beer and one guy playing on a guitar. It was hilarious and depressing at the same time. We figured since we came all the way there we might as well have a beer and try to meet some girls. Geoff met one from New Zealand and I talked to two from Canada. The crowd had to break up at 1 AM so the people sleeping in the massive tent, hints the hostel’s name, could go to sleep. A few people who weren’t yet ready to go to sleep grouped near the entrance to the hostel. We joined them and set off in search of live music playing a few shuttle stops down the road. While walking back to the shuttle, Geoffrey and Wade found Erin, the girl from Dachau we met earlier that morning. She joined us to the shuttle stop, but only the night shuttle was running and it would be 40 minutes before it reached us. Since we were only a few stops away we decided walking would be faster. It was a lot farther than we thought and Geoffrey and Wade dweebed with Erin the whole way, but we arrived at a place called the Back Stage where the music was supposed to be. It started raining just as we got there. Oh and I forgot to mention Geoffrey’s flip flop broke just like mine did after saying he had a premonition it was going to happen earlier that day. On our way through the entrance of the Back Stage, we passed what looked like a very classy and upscale outdoor club with exotic plants, green red and blue lights galore, and stylish seating arranged. However, there were no people and the only music was not live but played through a sound system. The dance floor was also empty but the club’s bar was open with a few people at it. Geoffrey and Wade had picked up beer on the walk down which we were allowed to bring in seeing as no people were there. Geoffrey, Wade, an Aussie, Erin, myself, and the Finish couple U-C and his girlfriend all sat in the VIP section which we had all to ourselves under a big canvas tent. We sat and talked until around 3 when the metro lines shut down until 5. Erin turned out to be a pretty cool girl, especially since she was able to put up with Geoffrey and Wade’s childish humor. She even listened to a lot of the bands Geoffrey likes and was used to being called a redneck because she is from the plains. The older Aussie and Wade chatted it up about what I can’t remember. I spoke mostly to UC while his girlfriend who must not have spoken much English, or more likely was just very shy, remained quiet. Anyways, since soon our way of getting back to the hostel would close, we had to say goodbye to our new friends and run back to the shuttle. When we got there it was around 3:40 and any chance of us getting all the way back to the hostel evaporated. I don’t know why I suggested we walk back to the hostel, probably my distrust of cab drivers, but since none were around we started walking. It was cold and we were all drenched from head to foot since the rain had picked up. After about 2 miles of walking, Wade flagged down a taxi. We hoped in and told the guy Mozartstrasse street since he didn’t recognize Easy Palace. He estimated a 15 Euro trip and said if it was more he would turn off the meter. Turns out the road names he thought we wanted and the actual street we needed to be at were slightly different, and we ended up driving all over Munich. We spoke to the older Germ the whole time. He was an amazingly cool guy who listened to House music despite his age but only danced when he was drunk. Despite driving to the ends of the earth to get us back, he kept to his word and turned off the meter at 14,90. At the hostel, we went straight to bed since in only a couple hours we’d have to be awake to catch our trains.