THE TRIP

I'm going to itemize the days for you all ... and it will take some time, but I will eventually get them all done. Sorry if the posts are long, but a lot happened.

here we go:

August 30/31st

We got to the airport really early. Like three hours early ... but then we waited in line for a long ass time and realized we should be in United's domestic area, not Lufthansa's international area. duh. So it wasn't so bad.

Then, we get on the plane. And that's all fine and dandy, but we get breast feeding mom (no, she was not hot, boys) and her baby. And she makes me climb over her to use the restroom ... and she was rude. The entire flight to Denver. It's okay though ... I figured we would be switching planes soon.

Plane switching commences. I sit next to crazy Russian lady who mumbles to herself the entire flight. Also, her thighs spread like jelly onto my seat and underneath the arm rest such that the arm rest is at a 45 degree angle most of the flight. I don't sleep. I get nutty.

I take an ativan. Thank god for that. I conk out too late in the flight and end up transferring flights in Frankfurt as a walking zombie. I don't remember any of it ... at all. Ask evan. Apparently I woke up just in time to ask a cabbie (once we were in Salzburg) to take us to our B&B. so my german was functioning, but the rest of my brain wasn't.

we sleep.

we wake up and andrea (that's my co-worker who got married) is at our B&B with her fiance's brother, Steven. We decide to go out for dinner, which really means get some food with your drink. We go to a place called, "Die Weiss" (i think that means the white, but i could be wrong). anyway, it was really cool and in the bottom of their glasses it said, "Macht Spass im Mund" which literally means, "make happy in mouth". That cracked me up, especially since I read it and knew what it was.

So we had this drink called Sturm (storm in english). It's only available three weeks out of the year and basically it is white wine that hasn't completely fermented yet. It's very sweet and fruity, kind of like a wine spritzer, but very high in alcohol. Then we tried some schnapps which is nothing like the crap you used to drink in 7th grade. This schnapps is more like slightly flavored vodka, and it burns the entire way down. But we got a sampler of schnapps and we passed each shot around after yelling, "Prost!", which apparently means Cheers.

got home around 12:30. Slept. I woke up with the sunrise ... don't ask me why because I can't do that here. But we had a great view of the hills and watching it rise was beautiful.