I've been in Munich since Friday. I have leave tomorrow around noon, and I don't know what to DO with myself today. I was going to take a walking tour, but my feet hurt so bad I don't know if I want to try to stuff them into my sneakers. I feel kinda bad sitting around on the internet in a youth hostel, but I dunno what else to do - I'm running low on money, so I'm trying to limit my spending to (cheap) food and a tour or two.
I took a walking tour of Dachau yesterday. It was definitely worth it. I don't know how many people know this, but I've been sort of morbidly fascinated with the Holocaust since I was in third grade. There's no way I could have passed up a chance to go to an actual concentration camp. I knew most of what the tour guide was telling us (not the details specific to Dachau, but the general "this is what went on in concentration camps" information), but it was still really interesting. And his fiance's grandfather was actually in the camp from 1933-1938 for being a Communist. (The guide was also really hot and had a Scottish accent. I tried not to dwell on this while we were in the camp. >_>)
At the hostel I met this really cool Argentinian girl named Ana. We went to a biergarten last night and met up with some Scottish girls that she'd met on a tour. While we were talking, a bunch of guys on a stag night came up to sit at our table... and asked us if they could cut off our bra tags for "Bra Bingo". Yeah. After trying to convince us for at least ten minutes to cut them off ("They itch! If you cut them off they won't itch anymore! What do you mean it'll itch if you do cut them off?"), a couple of the Scottish girls took out the bikinis they'd bought earlier and cut the tags off those to get them to go away. It was absolutely hilarious. I wish I'd thought to get a photo of it.
Completely random: OMG Hey Arnold! is finally on DVD! DO WANT.
I took a walking tour of Dachau yesterday. It was definitely worth it. I don't know how many people know this, but I've been sort of morbidly fascinated with the Holocaust since I was in third grade. There's no way I could have passed up a chance to go to an actual concentration camp. I knew most of what the tour guide was telling us (not the details specific to Dachau, but the general "this is what went on in concentration camps" information), but it was still really interesting. And his fiance's grandfather was actually in the camp from 1933-1938 for being a Communist. (The guide was also really hot and had a Scottish accent. I tried not to dwell on this while we were in the camp. >_>)
At the hostel I met this really cool Argentinian girl named Ana. We went to a biergarten last night and met up with some Scottish girls that she'd met on a tour. While we were talking, a bunch of guys on a stag night came up to sit at our table... and asked us if they could cut off our bra tags for "Bra Bingo". Yeah. After trying to convince us for at least ten minutes to cut them off ("They itch! If you cut them off they won't itch anymore! What do you mean it'll itch if you do cut them off?"), a couple of the Scottish girls took out the bikinis they'd bought earlier and cut the tags off those to get them to go away. It was absolutely hilarious. I wish I'd thought to get a photo of it.
Completely random: OMG Hey Arnold! is finally on DVD! DO WANT.
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What is "Bra Bingo?" Is it exactly like it sounds?
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Apparently Bra Bingo is when you have to get the tags from a whoooole bunch of different bra sizes and, well, play bingo with them.
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XD That sounds to me like the Best. Game. Ever. I want to go out and play it now.
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OMG HEY ARNOLD. :O
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