Sat July 16

The hotel we were staying at had a great breakfast. Lots of choices. We hopped onto a train to Berchtesgaden, which is the only thing I wanted to see on this trip. We got there a bit early and found a small restaurant to have lunch at. It was great. The Jagersnitzel was great, followed by a great Weissbier.

Since I waited until this week to call and make reservations for the Eagles Nest, they could only confirm 2 of them. The other 4 of us were on a waiting list, but told us all to be at the station at 1:00pm and we should be able to go. Luckily, they had a large amount of people sign up that day and we all got on the same bus (they got a bigger bus). On way up to the nest, the mountains and scenery was just beautiful. It was amazing. I hate to tell Switzerland, but the German/Austrian Border is absolutely amazing. Got to our first stop on the tour, which is part of a bunker system under the lower part of the mountain where the Eagle’s Nest is located. This ran under supply houses, Hiter’s actual house, along with barracks and many other things. There were even bunkers built there they did not find until a few years ago. Some ran within meters of each other. The view from the nest was unmatched. The nest was never actually used for lodging, just for a retreat and entertaining. Hitler actually only visited it 14 times. The whole thing including the road upto it…way too steep and narrow for me to convey, along with only 1 switchback…only took 13 months to build. They gave it to Hitler as a 50^th Birthday present from the Nazis.

After finishing up, we took took the train to Munich. Got into our Hostel, which was an offical youth hostel. We were the oldest people in there by far. The age limit was 26. Our room, which could hold 6 people, only had us 4 in it. So Chase was able to get not only in our hostel, but also in our room. They had really nice lockers and enough room to move around in. It was a really good place, and we felt secure.

We headed out to try and find a bar. Although, the place we went too would not allow people in with shorts. As most of you know, at this point of the trip, I did not have any pants. My whole wardrobe consisted of shorts. On the way to try and find another bar, we got caught in a downpour. We ducked into a place that served the meat that you shave off of a spinning skewer. I think it is called a Kepbap. Good food, plus they had beer…so we waited for the rain to slow down. We did find a bar down the road that had no problem letting us in. We sat in the basement of this place and had a great time drinking Bavarian beer. We were there so long, that the DOM was actually falling alseep at the table, while sitting up. We started messing with him and thought he had no idea. When we were ready to leave, we got him up and he told us everything we were talking about along with everything we were doing to him. It was weird.

We made our way to the Metro station, but of course it was closed. At the same time we were getting there, a couple of decent looking German chicks were also dissappointed that the train was closed. Quickly talking to them, Kenny and Herbie were clocked in. They both made quick exits and told us not to worry about them. Turned out they ended up at another bar. They both were making out with there women, but Herbie’s (who was hotter) had MAJOR mental issues…and Kenny’s was telling him about her friend’s issues. They ended up coming in very loudly at around 630am…and their efforts were fruitless.