Euroadventures Part 4: Interlaken, Switzerland

Euroadventures Part 4: Interlaken, Switzerland

The word Interlaken means, “between the lakes.” That’s exactly what it is, a quaint and beautiful little town in the Swiss Alps in between the lakes of Thun and Brienz.  I flew into Besal Airport on Friday morning and took a two hour train into the Alps and got off at Interlaken West to be greeted by Heather!

Here’s a little back story for you.  Several decades ago, my Grandma hosted a student from South Africa.  Fast forward thirty years and out of all 24 people on my mom’s side of the family, I am the only person not to have met Heather (even my dog has met her).  Well I was more than happy to travel to her home in Switzerland to come face to face with someone I had spent my life hearing so much about!

Friday afternoon she took me out to the Jungfrau region, what the people of Interlaken refer to as “the valley.” Despite the low clouds, I was taken away by the beauty of the mountains.  Snow covered the peaks, but farther down the slopes were forests filled with foliage.  I have spent the last two falls in DC, where the leaves don’t ever change.  This was the closest thing to a New England fall I’ve had in three years, maybe that’s why it felt like home.  Friday was an early night, as I had been up since 4:30 AM and I had to rest up for all that Saturday had in store for me.

The Valley
The Valley

Interlaken to me was like a large family rather as much as it was a small community. As it tends to attract a lot of tourists, being one of the most beautiful regions in Switzerland, all of the locals tend to work in the hospitality business.  And I don’t mean hotels, etc.  I mean they skydive, paraglide, hang glide, bartend, make chocolate, or any combination of these for a living.  What a very fun life to lead, spending your days flying over the Alps or interacting with all the wonderful people that inhabit them.

Saturday I was lucky enough to do not one but two very popular attractions in Interlaken.  First up: paragliding.  Ever since I decided I was going to be studying abroad, I had figured I would be visiting Interlaken and had gone back and forth with whether or not I would get over the minor fear I have of heights in order to jump out of a plane.  I decided to start with a baby step.  On Saturday afternoon, I ran off a hill in the mountains and flew through the air, touching the clouds for the first time.  (They didn’t feel like anything but air, Molly.)  Halfway through, the man who took me paragliding asked if I was nauseous because I was being so quiet.  I felt completely fine, I was just so awestruck by everything I was taking in there simply weren’t any words.  Next time I go back to Interlaken, I will go sky diving and I don’t even think I’ll be afraid.  It’s too beautiful a view to pass up.

Touchin' the Clouds
Touchin’ the Clouds
Flying thru the Alps w my woes
Flying thru the Alps w/ my woes

After my first adventure of the day, I got to go to a delicious brunch at one of Heather’s friends house.  This was the first taste I really got at what their community was really about.  Neighbors of all different ages, who live, work, and travel together and share in the same love for adventure and exploring the world.  Maybe I am romanticizing it all, but I don’t think I could really idealize a place any more.

After a delicious brunch (I so appreciated the real food bc homemade bagels), we went out on the lake! Jet boats in Interlaken are essentially what they’re named.  These boats, however, take you out on the water and while they go around lake make 360 degree turns, causing you to get a bit wet.  Due to the fact that the water was near freezing, we bundled up and put on wet suits before going in the boat as we probably would have become icicles if we didn’t.  The jet boat was fun and actually pretty informative.  The Swiss water is beautiful and so clean.  Too clean, in fact.  Literally.  Apparently the number of fish in Lake Bern has decreased by 10x over the last thirty years because it is so clean there is no bacteria or algae for the fish to survive on.  I’ll be back in the summer sometime soon, so I can swim in that beautiful blue water.

Second to last row, far left.  Cheesin'
Second to last row, far left. Cheesin’
The color of that water is my new fav color. So fresh, so clean.
The color of that water is my new fav color. So fresh, so clean.

Saturday night was spent at the pub watching Rugby! As mentioned in one of my previous posts, the Rugby World Cup is going on right now in England.  The final game is in Twickenham, in fact.  I hadn’t really hopped on the Rugby train up to this point, however, that changed this weekend. People in Europe love their rugby. Interlaken is no exception and since the locals are from all over the globe they get quite competitive with each other.  It makes the experience all the more enjoyable.

Sunday, we walked along the rivers in Interlaken before Heather took me up to Harder Klum, which is a restaurant and observatory deck up one of the mountains, only accessible by a steep hike or a special train.  We opted for the train.

The view from up there was spectacular.  It was like I was paragliding again but I had stable ground beneath me.  We were lucky enough to get up there before the clouds came in.  Oh yeah, I may not have mentioned that it was cloudy basically the whole weekend.  I can not get over how beautiful this place was and I didn’t even see it in all of it’s glory.  That’s saying something.  We enjoyed a nice lunch up there before heading back down to town and catching one more rugby game before I had to catch my train back to Basel.

*reflection*
*reflection*
View from Harder Klum
View from Harder Klum

Interlaken was without a doubt the most beautiful place I have visited thus far, also making it my favorite.  Maybe it was because I was with someone that felt like family, but I think it was more than that.  I loved everything about the place, the way of life that all of the people who live there carry out, waking up to see the peaks of the alps covered in snow and the yellow and orange trees below and the sun shining down all the while.  I don’t think I could ever get sick of a place like that.  I will without any doubt in my mind be back one day soon.  I want to visit in the summer, so I can go hiking in the Alps when its warm and jump out of a plane without getting wind burn.

I am happy I did this trip when I did.  This coming Friday I’m leaving London for 10 days to travel on my own.  I will literally be backpacking through Europe, starting in Budapest and making my way back to the UK, going to Vienna, Prague, Berlin, Amsterdam, and Brussels in between.  I wonder if any of these places will top Interlaken on my list.  I am so excited to be able to do this, and actually very excited to be doing this on my own (for the most part, I will be throwing some friendly faces in there). I’m starting to realize that you get so much out of your travels when you do it alone, it makes it personal and you have to find the way to making the most memories for yourself.  Until I leave I will be in the library working on papers that are due the week I get back.  Sometimes “Studying Abroad” actually does entail studying, but it makes all that comes after it worth it. 🙂 Be sure to stay tuned.  Cheers!

The 411 – Part 4

The 411 – Part 4

When I told people I was going to start a travel blog, they told me that people never keep up with it. “I bet you post a lot at the beginning and than get so busy that you won’t keep up with it.” I thought they were overreacting, but it’s true! It is hard to juggle living in a new city, going to school (yes I did homework for the first time this week), traveling the world, and trying to keep everyone up to date. I, however, made a goal to do this and to keep up with it, so when I start to get a little behind bear with me because I will continue to post. Promise. Even if the only people reading this is my parents, atleast someone is enjoying these posts and it’ll be nice to read these 6 months from now when I’m back in the states and nostalgic for the current reality of my life.

I am currently sitting in the Basel Airport in Switzerland waiting for my flight back to London (Euroadventures post to follow soon). I figured I could take this opportunity to catch you all up on what I’ve been doing in London, even though I have barely been there this month. 😁

This is called “Study Abroad.” Studying up to this point, however, has been minimal. But I’m now 4 weeks into classes and things are starting to pick up a bit. I am taking 3 business classes and 1 media class, and although the principles are basically the same across the board it is interesting to learn about my major and minor in a context other than one that is American. I am especially enjoying my business law class, probably because it is the most challenging but also the one I seem to be having the most success in. I have my first paper (worth 50% of my grade for the term) due in two weeks so I will be spending most of this coming week in the library working on it before I leave for my fall break on Friday (more info on that to come also).

As mentioned previously I am taking one media class abroad. This week our class got to go see a free screening of a movie that is going to be released in the UK in a few months. It is called “Nina Forever” and is absolute crap. If you ever come across it don’t waste your time or your brain cells watching it, I still can’t wrap my head around what the point of it was. But still a cool experience nonetheless.

As some of you may recall from earlier posts, I don’t have class on Wednesdays. It is officially fall in London, the air definitely had a chill in it this past week. But I still am trying to make the most of my free days before the weather becomes completely crappy (cue the London rain) and I have too much school work to explore the city/ country any time I want. This Wednesday was probably one of the last hump days I’ll have to do exactly that. I had to end summer and welcome fall on the right note, so I went and saw the ocean.

Brighton is a city in England about an hour and a half outside of London. After getting in a fight with a Southern Train worker (still a sore subject but tip: never sit in first class seats even if they’re in the same box as second class train seats and your seat isn’t assigned. No matter where in the world you are some people just take their jobs far too seriously), I enjoyed the ride down the British country side to the coast. Brighton Beach isn’t a typical beach, as there is no sand but rocks. It was still beautiful nonetheless.

Brighton is a small town, easily covered in a day, and definitely the place to be in the summer. There is a Pier, serving festival food and offering the classic carnival rides, making it a place that has something to offer for all ages. Along the beach is a strip of little souvenir shops and beach restaurants (apparently Brighton offers the best fish and chips in all of England). I, however, enjoyed myself a nice Pimm’s on the beach. And a crepe.

We were lucky enough to be graced with a beautiful sunset. Anyone who knows me, or is friends with me on snapchat, knows how I feel about sunsets. After indulging in New Englad sunsets with my friends almost every night this summer, I have been seriously deprived since arriving in the UK. Brighton had something special in store for me on Wednesday.

Brighton Pier Sunset 10/14/15

It was the perfect end to a relaxing day at the shore. The more time I spend in the UK and the more of England that I see, the luckier I feel to be able to call London my home, even if it’s just for a short period of time. And especially why I want to continue to share it with anyone who takes the time to read my posts. They will continue, and I promise not to post anything that I half-assed. You know what they say, good things come to those who wait. So bear with me and stay tuned. Cheers!

Euroadventures Part 3: Edinburgh, Scotland

Euroadventures Part 3: Edinburgh, Scotland

The best thing about studying abroad in Europe is that you can decide you want to visit another country four days before you actually want to go there and it ain’t no thang. And that’s exactly what my Australian friends, Courtney and Aleesha, and I decided last Monday; this past weekend was the perfect time to go to Scotland! We found cheap train tickets and booked a hostel. Thursday night we boarded the Caledonian Sleeper and Friday morning we woke up in Edinburgh!

We went right to our hostel Friday morning, which was conveniently located right next to the Edinburgh Castle. We checked in, freshened up (we did spend all night on a train), and then got after it. We started our day with a free walking tour around Edinburgh: walking the Royal Mile, meeting Greyfriars Bobby, and exploring Old Town and the Grass Markets. Scotland actually holds a lot of history within it, especially in regard to England and it’s monarchy, which I didn’t know. But you know what they say, you learn something new everyday. Bet you didn’t know that the national animal of Scotland is the unicorn? I was quite amused by that, I hope you all are too.

Google Greyfriar's Bobby
Google Greyfriar’s Bobby

After our walking tour we made a pit stop to the Elephant House café, the birthplace of Harry Potter. Reference pictures of the bathroom below if you want to see the hype this place gets.

Elephant House Bathroom #DumbledoresArmy
Elephant House Bathroom #DumbledoresArmy

Up to this point I hope you’ve all caught on to the fact that during my time abroad I take full advantage of any opportunity I get to see a friendly face. Edinburgh was no different. One of my oldest friends, Keeghan (better known as keegs4/ OVOsunset to some of you lol) is studying at the University of Edinburgh this semester. He met up with us Friday afternoon to climb Arthur’s Seat which is the highest point in Edinburgh. Courtney, Aleesha, and I didn’t exactly prepare for the hike so it was a bit of a free for all but the view at the top was surely worth it. 🙂 After the hike I had my first my first cheeky Nando’s experience. *just UK things* Friday night we went to a “pre” at Keeghan’s apartment at the University of Edinburgh. It was so nice to be with one of my oldest friends in his newest city. But the girlies called it a relatively early night, as we had a long day ahead of us on Saturday.

Arthur's Seat feat. Keegs4
Arthur’s Seat feat. Keegs4
Arthur's Seat
Arthur’s Seat
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8 AM Saturday morning we were on a bus at the start of a full day tour of the Scotland Highlands. Here’s a brief (Scottish) English lesson for you; in Scotland lakes are referred to as “lochs” and valleys are referred to as “glens”. The highlands have a surplus of lochs and glens, including the famous Glencoe and yes what you’ve all been thinking of, Loch Ness. It took us about 6 hours to actually get to Loch Ness from our departure, but the highlands of Scotland are beautiful and filled with endless amounts of mountains, rivers, and so much green (Glens). Loch Ness is the largest Loch in Scotland, stretching 24 miles, and the most famous due to the legend of the Loch Ness Monster. Our tour guide was telling us about the most recent Nessie sightings and oddly enough, only a couple months ago one of the boats that the tour company goes through picked up something on its sonar that was never there before and they haven’t picked up since, it was about 30 feet in size. Who knows? The legend has never been proved or disproved, you decide what you think for yourself. Despite the lack of Nessie sightings, Loch Ness was beautiful and it was so cool to be in a place that has such a well known legend. After 12 long hours we finally made our way back to Edinburgh around 8 PM, completely and utterly exhausted after taking in much more of Scotland intended for 36 hours. If I ever make it back to the highlands I will definitely be doing it in more than just one day.

Glencoe Mountains
Glencoe Mountains
Glencoe
Glencoe
Lookin' for Nessie
Pics for Nessie

We had a full day in Edinburgh on Sunday, as our train back to London wasn’t until 7 PM, so we spent the afternoon walking around Prince Street, which is essentially New Town Edinburgh. I also took the time to do The Scottish Whiskey Experience on Sunday. In case you didn’t know, “Scotch” is simple Scottish whiskey. I’m definitely not a whiskey girl but it was cool to see how the different parts of Scotland make up their own unique whiskeys, which is inherently a large part of the Scottish tradition and culture. The tour also offers you a glance at the largest whiskey collection in the world. #Priceless. Literally.

Edinburgh Castle
Edinburgh Castle
About 1/12 of the World's Largest Whiskey Collection
About 1/12 of the World’s Largest Whiskey Collection

After a train, two buses, and 7 hours we finally made it back to St. Mary’s around 2 AM on Monday morning. I’m still trying to catch up on my sleep before I leave for Switzerland on Friday morning but it was a trip well worth it. Every trip I’ve gone on has been so incredible, but coming back to a place that I’m currently calling home makes me appreciate London so much more.
October’s already half way over but I have big plans for the rest of this month so stay tuned. Cheers!

*Just British Things* – Markets, Parks, and Man Buns

*Just British Things* – Markets, Parks, and Man Buns

Now at this point in the story, you may be asking yourself, “She is studying in London, but has she actually spent any time in London?”  Amongst all my travels I hadn’t really got to embrace the city that I am actually to call home for four months.  So I put my travels on pause after Oktoberfest and decided to check some things off my London Bucket List the last week and a half.

Camden

On my London List, I had intended to go to Camden Market on a Saturday, as my research informed me that Saturday’s were Camden’s peak days.  Praise Jesus that my friends decided to go to Camden during the week, because if I was completely overwhelmed on a Wednesday I don’t even want to know how a Saturday would have felt.

Camden was something else.  Upon getting off the Tube, you’re stepping into a slice of the city that is unlike any other place in London.  All of the buildings are vibrant and expressive, very hipster-esque.  The Camden Market itself is basically a tourist market, where you can bargain with vendors selling various types of clothing, sunglasses, and other souvenir type things.  And I had read about The Camden Market, and it was not what I had anticipated.  That’s because there is a difference between “The Camden Market” and “The Camden Lock.”

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The Camden Market

The Camden Lock is as diverse as it is overwhelming.  This is where you want to go to find…well anything.  There are endless vendors, selling all different types of jewelry, clothing, shoes, soaps, candles, art…you name it, it’s there in any way, shape, or form you could dream up.   And don’t even get me started on the food…A piece of advice: have an idea of what you want to eat before you even get to Camden because as soon as you get to step into the West Yard the aromas and sights will be making your mouth water and start pulling your tastebuds in every different direction.  Good news: Free Samples, lots of them.  Bad news: It makes the decision even harder.  I was craving pulled pork (obviously) and had a wonderful wrap but it took me about three laps around the Yard to finally come to that decision.

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The Camden Lock

Camden is also home to one of two locations of the iconic, Cereal Killer Cafe.  It literally is a shrine to the 90’s and offers over 160 kinds of cereal from all over the world, paired with any flavor milk you could think up and candy toppings. Yes it was as good as it sounds. You can make your own concoction, or choose from one of their “cocktails.”  Seeing as being indecisive is one of my biggest flaws I got a cocktail, The Lion King: Lion Cereal (google it, I’d never even seen it before) and Coco Carmel Shreddies Cereal topped with Twix mix served with Carmel Milk.  I ate it with a coffee spoon so as to savor every last bite.  I really embraced the experience by pairing it with a fruit punch juice box.  Ya I think last Wednesday was the best culinary experience I’ve had to date in the UK…

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*insert tongue emoji*

Regent’s Park 

Camden is a quick walk from one of London’s other major parks, Regent’s Park.  Regent’s Park is side by side with the London Zoo (which I will not be visiting during my stay because it costs £22 (Almost $35) I can go to the National Zoo for free when I get home, sorry not sorry).  The real reason I wanted to go to Regent’s Park was to see the Queen Mary’s Gardens.  London just does park’s right, man. Fountains, roses, waterfalls…all the works.  I checked a lot of my London List last Wednesday, and everything I did absolutely exceeded my expectations.

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Queen Mary’s Garden
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Regent’s Park

Neal’s Yard

I was on Pinterest last week, looking at things to see/do in London.  One of the things I landed upon was Neal’s Yard.  The pictures looked so cute I added it to my List.  Well coincidentally, my friend Becca and I made plans to get dinner and we decided to go out in Covent Garden which is right near Neal’s Yard so I decided to go find what I’d pinned before meeting up with Becca.  The reason it’s a sight to see is because it is so easy to miss.  Neal’s Yard Lane is literally an Alley…I walked by it (and accidentally blew a lot of data oops) 3 times before I stumbled upon it. It’s just a cute little alley that you would never expect to find, but that’s what I’m learning is true about London…you will stumble upon unexpected beauties anytime your not looking.

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Neal’s Yard – Covent Garden
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Mural I “stumbled” upon crossing the Embankment Bridge. 🙂

Portobello Market 

After Camden on Wednesday and a night out with a friendly face on Thursday, I needed a day of rest on Friday (meaning I watched Netflix…literally all day).  But I made sure to take advantage of my Saturday.  I met up with Becca (again 🙂 ) at Portobello Market.  Despite Saturday being Portobello’s poppin’ day, it was not as overwhelming as Camden, which may have been while I liked it better.  The market stretches for the entirety of Portobello Road with endless jewelry and antique vendors, and obviously food.  I’ve decided that anyone who wants to be in the food business could come to London and make it work, all you need is something tasty and a stand.  I had my first crepe since arriving in Europe, well worth the wait let me tell you. Portobello Crepes does it simple but they do it right.  I also caved and got a scarf I probably didn’t need but promise I’ll get good use out of.

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Portobello Market
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Portobello Road, London

For those of you that don’t know, the Rugby World Cup is going on currently.  I go to school in Twickenham, and one of the major stadiums in the World Cup just happens to be Twickenham Stadium.  This was the first weekend I’d actually been in town when there was a game going on, so I damn well was going to try to get the most of the experience.  The game was England v. Australia.  I don’t understand rugby but I was in England watching the game with my two Australian friends, Courtney and Aleesha, so for me either way was a win.  Australia won. I’m pretty sure that means that England’s run is over. But how many people can say they got to watch an England World Cup rugby game, at a pub in England? It was a very cool experience.  And Prince Harry and I were in the same mile vicinity…so that was also very cool.

So that’s how I spent my first and last weekend of October in London.  I can’t believe I’ve already been here for over a month, my trip is 1/4 over.  My takeaways from London up to this point are this…London is a city with an endless supply of outdoor markets, parks, and man buns (hence the name of my post) that there’s no way I’ll see them all before I leave…especially the man buns. Also, American’s are so loud.  If I were to ever go to a market like Camden or Portobello in DC or Boston, the crowds would be loud and rowdy, but here they’re quaint and quiet.  I’ve done and seen so much in the last month, and I have the bulk of this experience ahead of me.

I’m off to Scotland with my Aussies tomorrow night, and then Switzerland the weekend after.  The weekend after that starts my fall break…if everything goes as planned I will have been in 8 different countries this month (and checked almost every place off my Europe Bucket List).  I honestly still can’t wrap my head around how this is my life.  Oh I may not have mentioned that after Scotland I’m doing most of my traveling solo which I was iffy about at first but it just means I get to go and do exactly what I want to do.  Traveling the world one day at a time…what a life. Stay tuned 🙂 Cheers!

Euroadventures Part 2: Oktoberfest: Munich, Germany

Prost! God I overused that word this weekend…but then again you really can’t overuse that word at Oktoberfest.  I may have returned to London from Munich on Sunday night but it took me about two days to recover and now that I actually have classes to attend, this has been the first time I’ve had the chance to sit down to write a post in order to tell you all about this once in a lifetime experience.

I will start off by saying that two weeks ago, my Timehop from one year ago was a tweet, “Life goals: Go to Oktoberfest.” A week later I had checked it off my bucket list.  Coincidence sure is a funny thing isn’t it?

I arrived in Munich on Friday afternoon, after a long day of crazy traveling – obviously there was plenty of air traffic into the beer drinking capital of the world over the last several weeks.  I got to my hostel and was greeted by the beautiful face of my best friend, Alaina (that may just have been the actual highlight of my weekend). We had started making these plans in June, and now three months later the long awaited weekend was finally a reality. It definitely lived up to the hype, that’s for sure.

Here’s a little background for you, for those of you that don’t know (cuz I didn’t up until last weekend).  Oktoberfest is a 181 year old festival that was started to celebrate the Bavarian culture (cue the mass consumption of Hot Dogs (or bratwurst if thats really what you wanna call it) 🙂 ).  It is three weeks long, and starts the second weekend of September and concludes the first weekend of October.  So its actually Oktoberfest in September, but mind you while your there you truly have no concept of time, or anything else for that matter, but the festival state of mind.

Friday night was spent (soberly) walking around the Oktoberfest festival.  Where I enjoyed, yes a Hot Dog, would you expect anything less (I also had a soft pretzel because YOOO [You Only Oktoberfest Once} lol)?  It was nice to take in the festival not only from a view that wasn’t tainted by steins (more on those later) but also see the contrast of the festival from Friday to Saturday.  Two completely different worlds…

Saturday we woke up early, got a good breakfast in us, and got after it in our dirndl’s.  We started our day with a walking tour of Munich, which entailed a two kegs of beer and a boisterous tour guide.  So boisterous, in fact, that I did not really retain much information because it was all disclosed through the use of inappropriate comments (entertaining if nothing else).  I do know that I saw a pretty famous building that has been renovated several times due to inept French assembly and stood in several of the places in which Hitler held court several times throughout World War II.  I did learn however that it is not only frowned upon but extremely legal to Nazi Salute of any nature (joking or not) anywhere in Germany (aka minimum jail time of 48 hours).  After the tour, which ended at the very famous Hofbrauhaus, we made our way to the festival at around noon.

I can not even begin to fathom how many people were in attendance at the festival on Saturday.  But according to wikipedia about 6 million people attend the festival every year so lets say there were around 1 million people in and out of that festival on Saturday.  Unreal.

Another thing that’s unreal, we got into the Hofbrauhaus tent (which is the most famous and I’m assuming, from personal experience, the most rowdy).  We had some friends that arrived to Oktoberfest at 6 AM (3 hours before it starts and 4 hours before they start serving beer), and managed to talk our way past 2 different lines of security and hundreds of people into the tent (we had some help from some obliviously intoxicated people along the way).  Among 7000 people we found our friends right in the center of it all, so we got our steins and joined in the celebration.  The steins, may I add, are the Giant beer mugs that are sold only in the tents during the festival.  Their size is true to their weight, you literally have to drink it relatively quickly lest your arm give out.  The rest of the day is a happy blur, filled with too many faces to count and my best friend by my side.  It was quite the experience, that I am so happy and fortunate to have already had at this stage in my life, but I think it’s one and done for me and Oktoberfest.

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Hofbrauhaus Tent: Security Line 1
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We made it. We got the insta. We conquered.

Although the festival continues for 16 days straight, and we could’ve gone back for round three on Sunday, my body would have rejected me.  And there is more to Germany than just beer.  Munich is just thirty minutes away from Dachau, which was home to the first concentration camp in World War II.  We visited Dachau on Sunday, in what was a humbling and sobering (literally and figuratively) experience.  By 20 years of age I’ve been made aware to the atrocities that occurred during the second world war, but it is extremely different, however, when you visit a place that these horrors actually occurred.  Dachau was the first and one of the smallest concentration camps that was home to many political prisoners during the war.  It had a crematorium and a gas chamber (the gas chamber, luckily, was never actually used.  Today the camp is used as a memorial, created by the inhabitants of Dachau in the 20 years following their release in 1945.  It includes a museum, as well as many different places of worship that allow for the visitors to reflect and pray that, that part of history never repeats itself.

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Jail Cells in Dachau
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Star of David outside the Jewish Hall of Worship
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Memorial Sculpture
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Final resting place for the ashes of many of the deceased Dachau inhabitants.

All in all this weekend was unforgettable.  I got to see two sides of Munich history, one very fun and one very somber, but both equally rewarding.  The best part of all of this was I got to spend it with my best friend.  Any piece of home is so special when your abroad, and I got one of my favorite pieces of home for an entire weekend.

I’m happy to be back in London, I need to spend some time in my new home for a bit.  I don’t have any other trips planned for the time being, but give me about a week and I’ll have every weekend for the next 3 months lined up.  I can’t believe my trip is already 1/4 of the way over.  Time flies when your having fun and traveling the world.  Stay tuned…cheers!