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Germany...LOVED germany.

We were lucky enough to stay with Meghan's sister's german college friend who spent one year studying in Canada (yay us). Thanks Julia!

After taking a train from Switzerland into Germany, we were exhausted. Made it to Julia's apartment and she starts making us spaghetti. BUT not just any spaghetti, oh no. She adds SPICE. and Uses healthy guten free pasta. De-LISH. PB&J can only cut it for so long. But you do start to appreciate the little things. (spice and free toilets!)

After using the internet, we crashed.

Did a free walking tour of Munich. Learned a lot about the city (such as the fact that before WWII, the people of munich took detailed accounts of all the buildings/structures, so that after the war - they knew they would be bombed - they could rebuild munich as it was). Wonderful. The church that beer built, hitler's history, memorials in the city, the clock tower/plague, etc. Explored Munich on our own afterwards. Home, made some brats for dinner. Relaxed.

Work up EARLY to catch a train to Cinderella's Castle! Yes, that's right, we went to Cinderella's Castle. Also known as Neuschwanstein, the castle thought up by King Ludwig II and what inspired Walt Disney's Magin Kingdom. Tres Beau! We had a blast. Us three girls toured the castle, took way too many photos, there was a waterfall. Then! We hiked up the Alps behind the castle to get even BETTER photos. Had a picnic, watched the sun setting over the lake. Peaceful day. OH! The best part, I'll have to post this picture later. As the sun was just about to set for the day, I took a picture of where the rocky hill met the water, and theres an exact replica of the rock on the surface of the water (does that make sense?). The SCARIEST faces you've ever seen are in this photo. Theres at least four that we can see! It's 100% natural too. *shivers* I'll post it so you understand.

that night we went to Julia's theater to listen to some german jazz. Home to bed.

The next day, K and I trained to Dachau Memorial. Emotional day. I wrote a lot about the showers, jewish memorial and the phrase Never Again. It's in my journal. I'm sure you can imagine the feelings evoked from being here. No need to delve deeper.

When we got back (Meghs and Julia spent the day together, riding bikes and just relaxing), had a quick dinner then went to an authentic BAVARIAN Dance! For only 5 euros! Everyone was dressed up in traditional outfits (except us!). We stood out like sore thumbs. horrible! And as we didn't speak any german....oooo wee...some fun conversations. BUT we all had huge smiles on our faces so we were generally accepted. The first dance, we all stood in rows, holding hands, and you start walking/weaving between all the lines so that you 'meet everyone'. After that, Meghan and I danced mostly together, while kendra and Julia danced together. Fantastic evening.

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