Munich, Germany you are quite alright.
You have much to see, much to do, and much culture for me to soak in and enjoy.
Perhaps one day I’ll come back around and actually check it all out.
I have been to Munich twice so maybe you’d think I knew something about that great city.
Oh how wrong you’d be.
Drinking in Munich was my goal and it wasn’t even Oktoberfest.
Truth is, I didn’t go to Munich just to drink.
It just happens to be a good “in between” stop to other locations I was heading too.
I’d stay one night, do a Pub Crawl hosted by the hostel and leave the next day to my original destination.
But seriously Munich, I will be back and I will spend more time learning about you.
The 1st time I arrived in Munich and found my hostel I had 2 hours to explore the city before the Pub Crawl started.
I headed to Karlsplatz(Stachus) which was right up the street from my hostel.
Karlsplatz is a square in the center of the city with a very large fountain and a whole bunch of tourists hanging out and shopping.
Apparently it’s a good place for people watching too.
My 2 hours went by quickly and it was already time for the Pub crawl to begin.
The Pub Crawl Begins.
It met outside of an internet cafe and the 1st hour was all you can drink beer.
Certainly something you want to take advantage of so you don’t have to spend too much at the other locations.
From there we moved on to the Hirschgarten Beer Garden.
The largest Beer Garden in all of Bavaria, as it can hold 8000 people!!!
I have no idea how long we were there, but it was a great time.
The beer was sold in huge glass steins that were really thick for all the “Cheers”, “Prost”, and drunken smashing of mugs.
Most people didn’t obliterate their steins when they clanked them together but one unbelievably drunk guy smashed his so hard that the whole bottom busted out and dumped all over his lap.
But he had no care in the world.
I met an older 4’10” women from New Zealand, so naturally, like a perfect gentleman I had to ask her if she played a Hobbit in The Lord Of The Rings.
She was a midget from New Zealand; you would’ve done the same, don’t pretend like you wouldn’t.
She told me she was turned down for a role even though she went to school with Peter Jackson.
The Black Out Begins.
After the Beer Garden we went to one of the largest breweries in all of Europe.
Its name was…. I have no idea.
From that point on the amber nectar took hold of me.
The rest of the night was all a black out; until hours later when I heard someone yell “Hey” to me.
I lifted my head up and I was somehow in the common room of the hostel sitting in front of a computer with my head on the keyboard. Clearly it was bedtime.
The next morning I needed documentation of my “time travel”, so I checked my camera.
Lo and behold it held information from the previous night.
Apparently after the beer garden and brewery we took a city bus to a pub and then we drunkenly stumbled through the city to a couple more pubs before making it back to the hostel.
I did it all over again a year later.
I still don’t remember the name of the brewery or any of the pubs we went to after.
However I do remember having a good time with good company.
And that’s all that really matters.
Oh…. and the hangover the whole way to Austria.
Yeah I remember that son of a bitch too.
Drinking in Munich is kind of a Must-Do thing, but maybe don’t let it take over your whole time there like I did.
Have you been to Munich long enough to actually see the sites?
If so, let me know in the comments what I need to check out the next time I’m there.
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