Our last meal in America. And who knew the bar in Terminal 2 still had Sam Adams Summer Ale?

Our flight from LA to Paris was long and uncomfortable. Brian's legs didn't fit in the space between his seat and the seat in front of him.

Also amusing was that I somehow was giving off some sort of French vibe, as all the flight attendants kept speaking to me in French, and I had no idea what they were talking about.

At 5:30pm on Weds, we finally arrived in Munich! Here, they call car rentals "meat wagons." Oh the silly Germans!

Our first beers in Bavaria:
Kim with a Pulaner Municher Weissbier

Brian with a Fustenburg Pilsner.





After waking up at 5:30am and having our first hotel fruhschtuck (breakfast), we're now ready for our first day here! We plan on going to Salzburg, Austria, where the hills are alive...with the sound of music!