Back to Munich, but not for long

I just got back from my German adventure yesterday afternoon. It didn't go quite as planned-- we never hopped the border to the Netherlands-- so our route looked more like an oval than like pac-man.

I want to write about it, but I'm leaving tomorrow morning to go to Ireland, and have a lot to do. Maybe I'll write a quick post, maybe I won't, but I did write a lot in my journal, so I shouldn't lose too much information by waiting a little longer until I get back from my other trips.

My main observation is that Munich feels really small compared to the other German cities. It was wonderful to roll into Frankfurt and see an actual skyline.

And, of course, it was also wonderful to get a better taste of Germany. I think it will prove useful in deciding where I want to live if I ever come back.

I'll update soon enough!

Ingrid

Prague

I know this is a bit late, but I thought I'd do a post about my 4 day trip to Prague with my friends Liz, Ana and Melissa in mid-December. It was an interesting trip, during which I learned many things:

1 Prague can be very cold during the winter

2 It's generally not a good idea to argue with an already strong-minded friend while she's on her period. In fact, a lot of the time it may be better not to talk to her at all

3 If, at any time, you find yourself separated from your friends in Eastern Europe, it's not necessarily because they absentmindedly left you-- and if you decide to just go on without them they might report you missing to the Embassy because they're afraid that you got sold into the Eastern European sex trade

Another note on the cold: I packed for the trip 3 sweaters so that I'd have a little variety in my dress. I ended up wearing all three of them at once for the duration of the trip, and it still didn't keep me from occasionally going numb.

Prague was an unbelievably beautiful and really cheap city. At every corner there was some ornate building or other, usually housing an inexpensive restaurant (not really).

But one of the most memorable things that I saw in Prague might be the English language menu of the restaurant by our hostel. Hot spiny wine, anyone? How about a sundae caress?