This post may be wouldn't be as emotional as it should be because I am writing it after 4 months after that trip happened. But in any case, I am happy that finally I'm doing it. So, let's go!
P.S. Sorry, I don't remember exactly now what was during the 1st and what during the 2nd day exactly, that's why it may be looks like one very long day...
Munich became my last but not least point on the road. I was really tired and didn't expected a lot. And fortunately I was wrong. This city became one of my favorite. And in that city I finally met cool CouchSurfer!
First challenge in Munich happened directly on the railway station. Underground had approximately 17 or 19 lines and a lot of ticket types. Thanks locals, they explained me what to do:)
Second challenge happened in CS apartment. I was chatting before with ONE guy who lives with ONE flatmate. On that day I met 5 guys who was drinking a lot of beer. "Ooookey... Did I put foot in strange (or even dangerous?) situation again???". It was evening, I was tired and didn't have better solutions. First, that guys didn't seem like smbd who will do smth bad. But on the other hand - one girl and 5 guys in one apartment... I decided to speak with all of them first and fortunately I changed my thoughts about them totally very fast! They were very interesting and cool, some of them are also backpackers and they had amazing experience! Phillip (he was that guy, who I found on couchsurfing) works in travel company and has been in South America, India and so on. He is vegan, has nice cat and his room decorated with various Asian (or South American??) stuff. Unfortunately we didn't have enough time to speak because of his work but thanks a lot, Phillip, for your hospitality and such wonderful experience! For sure, I'll remember Munich for a long time!
Well... 1st day in Munich started and my biggest mistake was that I randomly chose that underground exit, which linked to big cloth store. Store with food (you understand, that I mean sweets and chocolates shelves) was under it. Imagine, how many time I wasted there. And finally, after even not shopping, only let's say "looking" I've got to the central square. Marienplatz.
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