We took the train 2 hours south to the town of Fussen where we hopped off for our trek to the castle. If Hannah was writing this blog she would describe her total astonishment and annoyance that I didn't pack as much as a book, magazine, iPad, or game for the 2 hour trip (each way). Shame on me for wanting to spend quality time staring at each other on a slow train that stopped every town between Munich and The Alps. I will likely never live that one down.
We decided that even though Hannah still had a cold that wasn't yet getting any better that we should rent bikes and ride them to the castle. How hard could it be, there were tourists everywhere walking to it, right? It wasn't hard, it was vertical.
Along the way we stopped for some great views of the Alpensee at the foot of the massive hill we were about to climb.
As we ascended to the summit of tourism we couldn't help but feel like we deserved more sausage.
We took a tour of the castle, led by Marcus, who reminded us of a character from the Princess Bride. It appeared to the first day he had given the tour or spoken English. He made it through it though, we were proud of Marcus.
|Sometimes I just want to see things through Hannah's eyes.|
After the nonsense we headed back into town on the bikes. The 30 minute ride up took 30 seconds to get down. We then made sure to nourish ourselves before hopping back on the train for the ride home.
When we returned to Munich, we had 2 choices....sit in the apartment or make something of our evening and hit the town. After much online searching we hit the road and took the subway back to my old hood and sat at the buzzing News Cafe and had a nice glass, myself the California Cabernet and Hannah the Sauvignon Blanc, of course. The News Cafe is a hip spot for a drink or dinner and is riddled with students and young professionals enjoying the Munich night life.