Cologne and Munich, Germany - New Years
December 28 – January 2: Cologne & Munich, Germany
I spent the last two weeks at home (Detroit for work and Home for birthday and Christmas! I love home but there’s no blog post for that) and met up with Michele and her sister in Germany the night of the 28th. We spent the next full day in Cologne (Koln), a quiet little town. There was only one Christmas market left open after Christmas but it still felt like the holidays were here (Christmas markets are so European). We took a trip to Cologne cathedral and had dessert before dinner at the Chocolate Museum. Most importantly, Germany included a lot of food (pretzels and spatzel). Walking back from the chocolate factory at night we came across a guy playing live music by the water. We sat alongside the river and listened to him cover Ed Sheeran and pretty much fell into a trance when he covered Oasis - Wonderwall. I’m a sucker for live music by the water.
The next morning we took a train to Munich. The first night in Munich we met up with two other people from Deloitte London and ended up at hofbrauhous (the beer hall) – basically imagine a room of rowdy Germans shouting and clapping and pounding the table (and the occasional dancing) to live music. While they drank their huge beer mugs, I ate my weight in extra large pretzels and we had a great time. Some of the people we met that night at our table can’t speak a lick of English and I ended up having a full conversation with an Italian thanks to Google Translate.
The next day we took a bike tour (Mike’s Bike Tour – definitely recommend) and went with a group of Americans and Australians. It was FREEZING and started pouring rain but I forgot how much I enjoy riding bikes. We rode our bikes through Englischer Gardens and got to see a small surf area where a lot of celebrities come and ride the wave (George Clooney included). The tour ended with me running into a wall when I was parking the bike… no surprises there.
New Year’s Eve at Marienpltaz (City center square) in Munich is something to remember! The city doesn’t set off its fireworks but individual people do. Pretty sure I was going to get set on fire. I didn’t. I call that win number 1. Another tradition is to break beer bottles on the street – this could be thrown down or tossed up in the air and come crashing. I got hit with a tiny bottle and didn’t get cut. I call that win number 2. Spent the night dancing away with Michele and Kristina and attempted to avoid creepy Germans.
Random note - earlier that evening we tried to go to the train station and was blocked off by police. Later that night I received a text from a friend in London saying stay away from the train station there are bomb threats in place. That wasn’t fun to think about.
The last day we took a mini trip to see one of the castles (everything was closed on New Years) and just spent the afternoon walking on the premises of the garden.
And then I returned back to London and busy season started………