Munich.

And I went to Munich.

It was a truly beautiful city, albeit Tuesday night is a little foggy as a result of too much weißbeir with too many generous Germans (even after they lost!)

I had the good fortune of meeting up with James and Bryce, and they graciously allowed me to crash the Munich part of their trip. It's most certainly easier to travel with people who speak the same language as you.
After a confusing jaunt to find the Haufbrauhaus (beer garden), and a run - in with some very confusing German arrows, we indulged in great big pitchers of beer, kaispaetzle, German oompapa music, men in leiderhosen and women in dyrndles. It was a true German experience.
We settled in on Tuesday night to watch the game in a bar near Marienplatz. There's something truly energizing about being a part of such a collective atmosphere, everyone cheering for the same thing, talking to complete strangers and enjoying a common goal.
Even when Germany didn't win, the Germans danced in the streets with the Italians, and we, as Canadians (and a Aussie that we picked up on the way) danced in the streets with them!
Bryce asked a German guy how they could celebrate after they had lost and the guy replied that in German there is a saying (roughly translated):
"You have to take your parties as they come". How true it is.

Yesterday we wandered around Munich some more, took in the Sealife Aquarium, the Tollwood Festival and watched the game at FanFest at the Olympic stadium.
Today we wandered some more, found some smoothies, and enjoyed the sunshine.

Now, I'm back safe and sound in Schwabmunchen, enjoying the quiet and soon, a nice hot shower.

I hope that all is well in your part of the world!

Auf Wiedersehen!