I have a story for you. It's a good one. I have added it to my inventory of excellent stories involving getting lost in foreign countries.
A brief overview of the others: I sailed around Venice twice, on one boat without a ticket, before finally finding my way back to the trains. Incidentally, I was with my roommate on this trip, Jennie, or Jennaynay, who I was also with on this trip's story. I also ran like the wind for a tram in Florence which ended up being the wrong tram and blah.
SO.
This past weekend we went to Munich. And Jennaynay and I wanted to go see Neuschwanstein (the castle they modeled the disney castle after) on our free day, Saturday. So we were planning on making the 8:04 train, but got to the station at like 8:15. So we got tickets for the 8:50 train. Also, you need to know that this weekend they were doing construction on all the S-Bahns (like streetcars, but underground, but not the U-Bahn, which is the subway...I know, it's confusing) and so all the S-Bahns were running on the regular train tracks. So we got to our track, and our train comes in and on the side it says S6 Tützing, which is an S-Bahn. And we hesitated, but on the sign above the platform it said it was our train to Füssen. So we got on.
Then we went to the end of the S6 line and realized, OK, they really did put us on the wrong train. (Which is idiotic, because of all people the folks at the information desk should know how to work around the construction). And there were two other groups of people around us going to the same place, and so when the conductor walked by we booked it after him. But he made it into his little room before we could get to him. I considered knocking, and then two guys sitting by the door asked us if we were going to Neuschwanstein. Turns out we all had the same problem. And we had to go back 30 minutes to the stop three stops from where we'd first started to transfer. Awesome.
So we made friends with the two guys sitting by the door, Tom and Anthony, who were both Canadian but didn't know each other before they met at a hostel. And also these three guys meeting in Munich because that's where their company's headquarters were. Nit was from Tokyo, Gerald was from Atlanta, and Roger was from Chicago.
And we got to the stop, Passing, and went to the info window to get new tickets. And we had just missed the 9:50 train so we had to wait for the 10:50 train. So we got burger king and hung out for an hour.
When we FINALLY got to Neuschwanstein, two hours later than planned and after riding on one train that smelled like butts and had no bathroom and another train whose AC was on arctic blast (not that I'm complaining too much after that heat wave...), we looked out the window to find that it was completely covered in scaffolding.
WUNDERBAR.
But it actually ended up being super cool, because the guys were awesome and we just walked around with them the whole afternoon. We hiked up to the other castle nearby and walked around on some trails, and I got some awesome pictures.
So yeah. That's the story. Here are some pictures:
Looking out the train window when we finally got on the right damn train.
Jennaynay and Nit
Me and Roger
Gerald is extremely excited about petting this horse
Looks like a freakin' postcard, right??
The end!!
I hope you enjoyed, friends. My mom and brother will be here tomorrow, and I am so so so SOOO excited!! We are off to Budapest this weekend and Salzburg next weekend. I will keep you updated on whatever other adventures may occur.
Bis bald!
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