It’s only right to start blogging again on January 1st,
right? New years resolution.... I shall blog more.
Hahahaha. Yeah right.
Hahahaha. Yeah right.
Saying goodbye to 2013 and Munich, Germany today. Munich was interesting. We started out on December 28 at 6:00. I was really proud of having everything
packed and ready to go. Traveling with
my husband and two children can be quite a challenge. My girls aren’t really as high maintenance as
I make them, but I do know how hard it is to deal with crabby, bored kids. So I try to think of EVERYTHING to take,
including the kitchen sink. Chris is
also a “if you’re on time, you’re late” type of guy. So he wanted to leave for the airport by 7:30
for our 10:15 take off. We got out of
the house at 7:36. We were packed. House was clean. And I was able to get lunch going for some
friends with dinner in the fridge for them as well. To say we started off on a good foot is an
understatement. Expect our two crying
children. Chrissy was crying so hard and
so loud you could hear her down the street.
Why you ask? Pete. Poor, poor Pete. (He’s staying with some of our best friends,
btw. Before we went to bed I got a
picture of him curled up on the couch with Kevin. Yes.
Poor Pete. Poor pitiful Pete.)
Airport was easy.
Everything went smoothly. We’ve
gotten much better at going through security.
First, we cut everyone going through the VIP lane acting all VIP. Even though we have nothing that shows we’re
VIP. Plus when you have 2 blonde hair
girls with big beautiful eyes, who can say NO to them??? And second, we don’t have as much stuff to
take off as we did before. Put backpacks
in, take coat and shoes off, and walk through.
Simple. Easy Peasy. Flight was
pretty simple. Almost an hour late and a
very last minute gate change. Chrissy
and I sat next a very nice German lady who cussed at the flight attendant for
not giving Matti a “Welcome Aboard Airberlin” package because she was too big
after giving one to Chrissy. She said it
was rude and uncalled for. They’re sisters.
They’re young. They should both
get one. Luckily, Matti could care less and Chrissy shared.
Here’s something you might not know. If you book your car rental through Sixt (German car rental company) they make you put down a deposit. The deposit is the same amount as what you pay for your car. Before I booked, I enquired about this. Will I have a deposit? Yes. Ok. How much? 8% of the rental price. Cool. I can do that. WRONG. NO. NOT THE CASE. The deposit is the amount of the rental. In our case that was 1,000 euro. After paying for the car, the deposit, and tax it came out to a whopping $2780! Normally I wouldn’t throw prices of things out there, but in this case, I am. This, I think, is something people need to know. Especially since I asked BEFORE I booked. I’ve heard of horror stories and tried my best to avoid them. But in the end, I’m standing at the counter of a rental car company in a foreign airport, with my hand on my mouth trying not to throw up. But what do you do? You try to find another car company. Guess what, almost all of them are like that. And the ones who aren’t are out of cars. BAM. CRAP. Thank the good Lord, and I’m extremely serious about that, that we had the money to cover it and it won’t hinder our trip. I did have to do some maneuvering to make it happen, but God willing, it worked. Before all this jaw dropping money revelation happened, we waited almost 45 minutes for a mini van they had that needed to go back to France. When you’re traveling with a rental one way, you get hit with a pretty hefty fee. Well, Sixt had a van that needed to go back and we were traveling there. Unfortunately, it didn’t have snow tires on it so we weren’t allowed to take it. So they upgraded us from a VW Passat to a BMW station wagon for the same price. So even tho we got jabbed with a HUGE bill, we are still going to come out on top because we have a much much nicer car for about half the price.
Finally. Here we
go. Car is loaded down. It’s a NICE car. Very nice.
I mean, we are in the land of BMW, it’s only fitting to drive one. L-E-T-S-GO. Let’s go! Let’s go! ….seriously…let’s go. Ok. In
the car. No key. Cool.
Start/Stop button. Cool. Keyfob in cup holder. Go.
Please. Start. No?
Push it again. Definitely turned
it off. Hit the key again. There’s an unlock button on the gear-shift. Maybe we need to push that. Nope.
Hold on, I’ll get out the manual.
Nope. Can’t even figure it out
with the pictures. Google
translate. NOPE. No wifi.
Phone doesn’t work here. Ok. Seat belts on, unlock button pushed, mouth
right….nope. 25 minutes later we finally
ask a very nice man. He explains what
all the buttons mean. Ok. Put your foot on the break and push the start
button. DUH!!!! Seriously!!!! How did we NOT know that?? Break has to be
engaged to start the car. It says it
right there on the dashboard. SMH. Another good lesson about German cars, when
you stop, they shut off. Yup. You pull up to a stop sign and it turns
off. You think you need to restart
it. Nope. You don’t.
Just put your foot on the gas and varrrroooom. Off you go.
We made it to the bed and breakfast 2 hours late. Luckily while we were trying to figure out how to start the car, we figured out how to turn the GPS (which was free, yay!) to English and it took us right to our place. If you’re traveling to Munich, Germany, I HIGHLY recommend Zeevat B&B. It’s ran by a woman named Fatima from Brazil and her husband Jan who is from Norway. They had a HUGE dog. It was like a super giant sized Pete. She was a Norwegian sheep dog and very protective of Fatima. But that’s OK. We kept our distance. We stayed in the attic room. It was the top floor and fabulous. I didn’t think to take pictures of it, tho. Plenty of room and extremely cozy.
We made it to the bed and breakfast 2 hours late. Luckily while we were trying to figure out how to start the car, we figured out how to turn the GPS (which was free, yay!) to English and it took us right to our place. If you’re traveling to Munich, Germany, I HIGHLY recommend Zeevat B&B. It’s ran by a woman named Fatima from Brazil and her husband Jan who is from Norway. They had a HUGE dog. It was like a super giant sized Pete. She was a Norwegian sheep dog and very protective of Fatima. But that’s OK. We kept our distance. We stayed in the attic room. It was the top floor and fabulous. I didn’t think to take pictures of it, tho. Plenty of room and extremely cozy.
Our first night in Munich we went downtown and visited
Hofbrauhaus. It was highly recommend
from not only all of our friends who have gone to Munich, but everyone else in
the city. It’s number 7 on the top things
to see while in Munich. And boy was it
crazy! It would have been a completely
different experience without the kids, that’s for sure. When you walk in, there are TONS of
people. And you basically walk around
and try to find a place to sit. All the
tables are big and seat anywhere from 10 to 20, depending on how many people
you decide to squeeze in the table. It
was a very awesome experience. We sat
next to 2 guys who knew enough English to help us order and share a little
history. They were from Germany but one
lives in Switzerland now and the other one lives in Stuttggart. They came to Hofbrauhaus to celebrate.
Another couple from Amsterdam joined towards the end of the meal and gave us
great tips on our trip to Amsterdam.
Chris and I both got pork. His
was a suckling pig with a potato dumpling.
Mine was a pork steak slathered in caramelized onions and potato
salad. Matti got homemade hotdogs and
Chrissy got half a chicken roasted. And
that girl picked at that thing until it was nothing but bones. Matti helped.
I did order the Hofbrauhaus original beer. The flavor was amazing but the bubbles got to
me and kept me from finishing it. All in
all, worth the trip and happy to put another check in the box.
The next two days we explored the nearby cities of Garmish and
Fussen, which included the Neuschweinstein Castle. What an amazing day we had with the
Neuschweinstein Castle. We had to get up
and out the door by 6:40 to make it to our tour time by 10:10. Glad we did, too. When we got there the city was just waking up
and we had no issues picking up our tickets.
Only downfall we had (other than me forgetting one of Chris’ gloves and
him being pretty ticked about that since it was about 27 degrees there) was
when Chris went to the bathroom and we didn’t get in the line for the horse and
carriage ride and had to wait for the second carriage to take us up the side of
the mountain. It was 21 euro and worth
every penny. From what I understand,
Walt Disney based the famous Cinderella’s Castle off of the Neuschweinstein
Castle. So it was extremely neat to take
a carriage ride up to it like Cinderella.
Except “this isn’t her real castle and we’re not in a pumpkin, mom” says
Matti. I don’t care. I felt like Cinderella.
(Garmish, Germany)
(Garmish, Germany)
I took about a gazillion pictures of the castle. How can you not? It’s absolutely breathtaking. Not to mention the views. We came in with a very thick fog. When we talked out of the castle, the fog was
gone. It was so cool to see the sleepy
little foggy town turn into a vibrant alive city.
The castle was never finished. Ludwig (man who was building it) died
mysteriously when he was 40. He went out
for a walk with his lady friend and they were both found dead in a nearby
lake. He only lived in the castle for
around 170 days. He was a loner and they
say they don’t think he would have ever allowed anyone in his castle like they
are now, but within 6 weeks they opened it up.
Pictures weren’t allowed :(
Exploring the city of Munich was fun. Lots of little street café’s selling gluhwein
(hot wine) and different foods. We went
and watched the noon show at the Glockenspeil.
The kids didn’t really enjoy it much.
Wish I would have explained it more to them before we saw it. After I explained more, they appreciated it a
little better.
New Years Eve in Munich wasn’t what I expected. We drove downtown to the square and saw tons
of people, gathered together, drinking beer and wine, having a grand ole
time. Then BAM (literally) someone would
light off a firework and throw it in an open space. After driving around for about an hour people
watching and sightseeing, we decided to head back to the B&B. I’ll admit, at first I was pretty bummed that
we were in Munich and going back to our room instead of staying down where
everyone else was. The whole point of
being in Munich was so we wouldn’t be alone like last year. But I think last year was harder because it
was our first New Years without anyone and my mom & Jim left to go back
home that day. It was depressing and
hard. We vowed to never do that again. And here we were, alone again, except this
time in a different city away from our friends in Sicily. I laid down in bed and napped from about
10:50p-11:30p. The sound of fireworks
exploding in the distance sounded like thunder and put me in a nice sleep. I woke up just in time to stick my head out
of the skylight in our room. And what I
saw was a city of explosions. I have
never seen anything like this in my life.
It was like the Fourth of July on steroids. We turned off all the lights, propped the
girls up so they could see it all, and counted down 2013 huddled together with
all our heads outside freezing as one big happy family watching the city of
Munich light up with brilliant colors.
A knot is in my throat when I think of 2013 ending and 2014
beginning. I’ve had an emotional
rollercoaster of a ride this first full year aborad. I’ve visited 2 new countries (3 if you could
Sicily) and made countless memories with my family. Being a small town girl, never wanting to
travel, this is a HUGE step for me. I’m
looking around enjoying the scenery as we (and for we, I mean Chris) drive to a
new destination. Baden-Baden or bust.
Happy New Year!










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