i felt like some solo time on sunday, so i decided to wander around munich alone... i took the s-bahn to a place called marienplatz... there i gazed up at gorgeous clock towers, wander through cobblestone streets lined with statues and historic buildings... the shops were all closed for the day, but that didn´t stop me from indulging in a bit of window shopping... i stumbled across a street that was shut down for an impromptu biergarden... a traditional band played while everyone feasted in the afternoon sunshine...
next i got back on the s-bahn and was torn as to what my next move would be... a german man began speaking to me at one of the stations, but i couldn´t understand a word... i told him this, but he kept going trying to get me to figure it out... he uttered the word "dachau" a few times and i was sold that this would be the best plan -- so i changed my direction and was en route to dachau concentration camp memorial site in minutes...
long one story buildings lined a huge field... there was such a sombre atmosphere to the place once i walked through the large black iron gates and to be honest, i wasn´t 100 percent sure what i was in for... i wandered through room after room, learning about the progressive destructive nature of this place... the torture, the pure evil that once existed between the very walls of where i stood and it was heavy... more than heavy... i found myself tearing up as i walked through the barracks...
such an intense afternoon meant i needed a lighthearted evening... therefore, in keeping with my solo day, i took myself to a movie... i picked up some currywurst on my way to the u-bahn and then plunked down in a wonderfully comfortable cushioned seat in a beautiful theatre for a showing of sex and the city 2... worth every penny...
when i returned to the hostel i found my aussie friends calling out to me in the bar... they told me that they had actually tried googling my name to find out just how famous i was... it was both hilarious and extremely flattering until i told them that i did not in fact have a wikipedia page and they were disappointed... we shared some jager bombs, pints and conversation and then after another wonderful night, it was time for rest... i ended up booking my room for another night to explore munich for one more day, then on to verona and venice on june 1...
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the saying may go that "actions speak louder than words," but in my opinion words actually shout decibels above any move one could make... so expressive, interpretive and intense... all you need to find is a method to your madness to avoid rambling nonsense...
