I arrived in Munich yesterday afternoon and to keep myself from falling asleep I unpacked, did laundry, put together Brad’s US care package (Girl Scout cookies, dunkin donuts coffee, toothpaste, mouthwash, venturi, household utensils etc), and made a quick dinner. I did try to take the ubahn from the airport with my four large bags and had brought a strap to attach one of them to my wheelie, but as soon as I got it on the bag strap broke and I immediately headed for the cab line.
A few random things happened while I was at home though…my parents and five other couples are coming to Munich for Oktoberfest this year and of course my mom wanted a dirndl (she loves to dress up and any excuse to wear a costume, she is in). Therefore we went to Lincoln Square (the German part of Chicago) to find her a proper one as I told her she could not wear a St. Paul’s Girl Outfit if she wanted to see me at all during her trip in October. After my mom picked out the one she wanted to try on, we started talking to the shop owner and long story short we discovered that she and I are on the same flight to Munich next week. Fast forward to Wednesday (the day I leave for Munich) and who do I see the minute I get to the gate, Inga. We end up chatting until boarding the plane and figured out we are in the same row…how strange. The flight was completely empty so I got to change seats, but we were originally placed next to each other…crazy how things happen. Then, after my mom purchased her dirndl, we went into the local grocery store and when I walked in it felt like I was back in Munich. Everything was the same (the layout, products, beer etc) and they even have a lot of the stuff I put in my sisters foodie basket for Christmas (she was super excited). The street also has the Chicago Brauhaus, which serves Spaten, Hofbrau, and one of Brad’s favorites Franziskaner Weissbier, German Restaurants, and of course I called Brad immediately (thankfully it was an acceptable time) to tell him all about it.
Anyway, today Brad went to work (promises to home at a reasonable hour) and I decided to hit the gym for the first time in two weeks and then the grocery store. I must admit that it was really nice to be back in the states for a few weeks, but I am very happy to be back to my routine, Brad and Munich. The gym is as wonderful as I remember, but the only thing that stinks is that most days it opens at 9 AM instead of 7 AM…oh well. Shopping in Germany is always an adventure for me, but since I have been away, the store layout has changed and new products were added. So it takes me a little longer than usual to collect my items, but I enjoy going up and down the aisles to see what is new. We decided to make dinner at home tonight and then try to grab drinks at a local bar down the street from our flat. I hope I am able to stay up late enough since the place does not even open until 20:00. Since Brad has been living off of Doners, Mac and Cheese and Pizza since I left, I decided to make something a little healthier –white fish with olives, basil and pine nuts, roasted red pepper polenta with gorgonzola cheese and a small salad. Hopefully the dishes turn out as I have never made polenta before.
Tschüss! Die Liebe der Gauntletts
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