Sorry I don't speak freaky deaky Deutch!

Well Adam and I have been enjoying ourselves in good old Germany. We don't know a lick of the language and to our advantage a lot of people speak English. And if they don't I usually just look at them with a weird face and just agree with what they say.
We arrived in Munich on Wednesday night and did a bike tour throughout the city. It ended up working out perfectly and we were able to receive comical relief from our tour guide, Chris, along with his sexual inuendos and puns that were made throughout the four hour tour. We stopped at several monuments then headed to a man made 'river'. We didn't know this was part of the tour and were given the opportunity to go for a jump. When in Munich! We got down to our scivies...actually only I did, Adam kept his shorts on, and we jumped in as a group of about 25 and let nature run its course. The current was actually quite strong and we made our way to the side almost immediately so we could get out. I made sure to cover myself up, being that I had on my WHITE sports bra. We did it again and it was awesome. I ended up banging my foot on a rock as we went through but it only added to the numerous bruises I have accumulated throughout this trip. It seems as though I have developed anemia because I bruise instantaneously if I am bumped into or nearly brushed up against. Speaking of my feet I now know why soldiers keep their feet comfortable and dry at all times. My feet have been to hell and back these past three weeks and I am in desperate need of a pedicure! My sandals are about paper thin, particularly on the left foot, and I can just about feel every groove on the streets that we walk on. My next best option, my sneakers, have given me a run for my money as well. The damn things have bumps in the back by the heels and have given me two nice blisters on each foot. I guess I never wore them for such long periods of time to realize that they hurt my feet.
Back to the tour....at the end of the tour we went to a Chinese beer garden...the second largest in the world! We all got a beer then carried on on way through the Rose Garden where naked men are about as frequent as each breath I took. Not exactly what I was expecting to see. When we finished the tour Adam and I were both in desperate need of the toilet. Adam decided to go to the Burger King but I decided to wait. When Adam came out of the Burger King he had a fire in his eyes, similar to when he flipped his shit at the gas station and threated the guy that he was going to 'lost a lot of bidness buddy'. For those who were in the car I'm sure this gives you a great visual. Anywho he basically got scammed by the cleaning lady/gypsy that was downstairs. She made him give her money to use the toilelt and he tried telling her he didn't have to pay. She of course pretended not to know English and Adam threw his 1.30 down on the plate. He then asked a man if you had to pay and he said absolutely not. Adam then tried grabbing his money back from the lady and all of a sudden God created a miracle and she could all of a sudden speak English. Of course Adam responded with 'Oh now you spekenze English HUH!' He came out and demanded I go down there and rip her a new one. I was laughing so hard though I literally almost peed my pants. We got half way down the street when he demanded we go back and try to get his money back. I decided I would go down and see if she tried to pull the same stunt on me. When I got down there she greeted me with 'Gruss Gutt' (Gods Blessing) which is the standard greeting. I replied back and she let me on my way. This was her way of checking if you are a tourist or a German. It came down to Adawg got ripped off and I have been laughing about it ever since.
That night we went across the street to the worlds largest beer garden. We had a great meal then headed back to our hostel where a bunch of raging high school Germans were screaming to karaoke. We decided it was time to go to bed. However, the Irishmen staying in our room came back and turned the place into a freakin discotech. I tried to stay cool and think they would pass out. This was not the case. They then started making mature farting noises then it got better. They started taking their 'extra appendage', if you will, and slapping it across their leg. I just about had it and said 'Could you please stop' I could then hear pin drop and I slept like a baby. They apologized in the morning and all was good. I just had to show them who was boss.
Yesterday we took a 3 hour train, not what we had expected, and went to a castle built by Ludwig II. The Disney castle is modeled after it and it isquite beautiful. Unfortunately for Ludwig he died before it was finished so only half of it is actually complete. We took the tour then got out of there. We met a guy named Adam and stuck with him until we got back to Munich. We decided to go to the Hofbrauhaus, a famous beer garden, and check out the scene. We sat with three really cool guys from Manchester, Britain and got to know each other. We ordered the liter size beers and I was compliminted several times on how great I was at drinking the beer and being able to keep up. Way to make you proud Mom! Aparently NO girls drink beer in England so they were quite surprised. We ended up hanging out with them the rest of the night and went to some club area. We had a great night and got back to the hostel. The Irishment were there to greet us and we had an interesting conversation when we got back. I'll leave it at that. Anyway Adam woke me up in the morning and we quickly packed up our things to go to Freiburg. The Irishmen also mentioned that I was snoring the whole night and now I was the one making all the noise. I told them to get outahere.
Well we are both quite tired to which I have last night to blame for. We are making dinner and then going to bed. Auf Wiedersehen!!