Brad and I have arrived in Munich and checked into our corporate housing hotel. The journey was long and tiring, but also quite humorous. After arriving in London, we had to travel to Terminal 5 (when I say travel, I mean a 15 minute walk through the terminal, 15 minute waiting in line for a bus and then a 25 minute shuttle ride) where we had to go through security again before even making it to the new giant terminal. Note to self, never go through Heathrow again. After almost missing our connection to Munich, we finally find our seats on the aircraft and just as Brad and I are about to fall asleep, we notice that the flight attendants were walking down the aisle passing out cans of Heineken to all the passengers celebrating Oktoberfest. We both turned to each other and said; well, I guess we picked a great weekend to move to Munich.
After 18+ hours of traveling, we finally arrived in Munich and wanted to find our baggage claim area as we had checked over 400 hundred pounds of luggage at O’Hare and were anxious to see if all of it made it here. From afar, I noticed that one of our suitcases was on the turnabout, which made me very excited as this bag contained a pair of ruby red shoes that I love! But then, as we get closer, we noticed that the cardboard boxes we had packed did not make it all in one piece. Of the three we checked, only one was in decent condition and the other two were missing one whole side. Luckily, Brad had place garbage bags inside the boxes to protect them, so we do not think any items fell out, but we will only know for certain after we unpack everything. If you ever find yourself moving across the pond, the use of moving boxes can be a good idea, but don’t be clever and cut holes into the sides for handles.
After collecting our life, we loaded all of the bags onto a cart and walked passed customs (who did not even look twice at us) in hopes of finding a cab. Since it is Oktoberfest, large cabs/vans were hard to find, so at first they tried to talk us into two separate cabs (one for me and then one for Brad), which was not going to work. Then all the men (including Brad) thought it would be okay for our luggage to go into one cab and then us in another. After giving Brad the worst look ever, we did everything to make our 9 large pieces of luggage and three people fit into one tiny cab. After a few minutes of struggling, we were finally off to our hotel. Now, Brad and I must do everything possible to stay awake for the next few hours as we hope to fully adjust to the time change by the end of the weekend. Hope all is well and we are looking forward to our first Oktoberfest!!!
Wir werden dixh vermissen. Alles Liebe - die Gauntletts
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