Munich day 1

My trip to Munich and Vienna in May half term signaled the beginning of many things in my life, namely of a more independent jennifer. Due to various snafus and miscommunications, my trip became a solo one. I stepped onto my easyjet flight with shaking legs and unsteady spirit convinced i would have a horrible time.

But I'm a stubborn person and i went to prove to myself, and others, that i could exist solo.
And indeed i did.

My sense of wanderlust hit me as soon as i dropped into central munich with its markets, beer gardens, good weather and lovely outdoor spaces. Ipod in ears, i wandered from edge to edge of the city meeting people from all over the place. Travelling solo=brilliant (minus dinner time where everyone around you is on romantic dates).


the fountain right by my hostel, just on the edge of the pedestrian centre


side views of one of the cathedrals


Rathaus--the 'new' (gothic) town hall...there's supposedly a famous clock that chimes every fifteen minutes but i always managed to miss this display...apparently it's important


all the centre is colourful and pedestrian


cultivating my love for foreign street signs


the beer hall in the main market


bratwurst and half a litre of beer...a really, really, really bad idea





german beer=yum


surfers in englischer garten...the coolest park in the middle of the city with a beach, river, manmade surf...purely and wowly amazing




i love, love mexican restaurants in foreign countries...not sure why i get such a kick out of them, but i do