When I think of Munich, the first thing that leaps into my mind is beer, so it is no surprise that the first thing we did on the first night we were in town was to go to the most famous beer hallof them all. From the moment we walked in the door, we realized those stories were not exaggerated. We entered a smoky riot of noise and sights that was just like something out of a movie.
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We were serenaded by an oompah band marching around on the tables, and quickly threw ourselves headlong into the frenzy of the evening. |
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We managed to keep (most of) our wits about us, even as those at neighboring tables weren't so lucky. Sadly, the place closes at midnight, but as we wobbled back to our hostel, we had plenty of memories of our glorious introduction to Munich |
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But we never bought any beer
drinking nutcrackers...
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