The glass hallways are crowded with the mild yet pungent odor of air conditioning and human sweat. 11 hours later, my family and I are greeted by the smell of strong cleaning detergent, as we step into Munich.
Greetings from Munich, where snow is sure to be abundant. My parents and I have made our way from California to Germany for Winter Break. Not only are we experiencing the wonders of this country, but are also traveling around Europe to Budapest, Vienna, and Prague.
Once we arrived, we made the sensible decision to fill our stomachs. We chose to dine at a neighbourhood Wirtshaus, known as Zum Brunnstein. We started off with a vegetable salad of lettuce, cucumbers in the process of being pickled, coleslaw (hold the mayonnaise), shredded carrots, and potatoes. I ordered the Schwweineschnitzel along with ripple French fries. Could that filling meal not be filling enough? Maybe that’s why we ordered Palatschinken. Crispy crepes concealing scoops of icy vanilla ice cream, drizzled with glistening chocolate sauce. To top it off, a dollop of fluffed whipped cream.
The walk back to our hotel was short and cold. It hadn’t been snowing, but it was raining. Just a slight drizzle, fortunately, but I myself hope that there will soon be piles of sparkling snow outside.
I sit writing this blog at 11:02 pm, agreeing that it may be time to retire to the blankets. Exciting adventures are sure to come forth, as this European vacation begins.