Munich day 2

Why is my vision so foggy and my head in pain. Oh yeah...oh well, nothing to do but power through

Today we took a trip out to Dachau, a former Jewish concentration camp. I won't get too down in this post, but craziness includes the "Work will set you free" melded into the iron gate (yeah right), the former firing range where it's pretty obvious that's not red clay on the ground, and the crematorium (enough said). Pretty heavy, but we felt it was important (I think I can put this one on my parents taking me to Gettysburg, the Smithsoniam, and other sites in the US for my natural draw to historical landmarks).

Upon getting back we headed to another beerhaus for the night with our new roommate Dennis from St. Petersburg. He was a good guy (an econ teach from a university) and we went to the Augustinekiller which is a nice beer haus that is mostly outdoor under a grove of trees. It was much more of a local crowd than at the Hof and Dennis helped get us in with the locals who may have just been curious to see Americans and Russians drinking together in Germany.

We stayed for a few extra after Dennis left and then headed back. On the way though we saw a beer we hadn't had on a sign outside a bar, so we cruised in to try it. The beer was ok, but the highlight came when Greg met Andy. Andy was a Swiss from Zurich who had an Irish accent because he spent 5 years there and his wife has one. At first he was just kinda shooting the shit with us - talking football (Ämer vs Euro) and about how he was at a conference and looking for hookers. Then he gets up like he's going to the restroom and before he completely goes he throws his arm around Greg and says out loud "But you know what there's nothing like anal. Am I right? HAHAHA" and then heads to the can. I'm still convinced he wanted Greg to join him. We bounced soon after that, but I'm probably going to be ripping on Greg for a few years for that one.

Off to Prague at 6AM tomorrow morning...