June 8, 2003 – Sunday
Started out the day at Kunigsplatz, where there was this awesome modern art museum, housed in one of the biggest buildings I’ve ever seen. Some of these exhibits were monstrously large. There was all kinds of stuff, but the highlight for me was Matisse and Picasso.
After that, we headed for the Olympic Stadium. Also huge. As we passed by the auditorium, we heard something going on inside, and thought it might be a concert. Curious, we asked a guard what was going on, and found out that there was a men’s volleyball game, Germany v. Italy. It only cost €2, which they said was the only opportunity to get into the stadium that cheap, so we went for it.
The teams didn’t play very well. Anytime they missed a shot, they would get all melodramatic and fall to the floor in despair, beating their fists on the ground. And anytime someone’s body touched the ground, these kids with mops in weird outfits would have to come by and wipe the area. Those cleaning kids were the only ones on the floor with any hustle.
We went back to see the surfers; Kelsey had brought her video camera this time. It was the perfect day, because even though there were ugly clouds out, and it was starting to drizzle, there were some really talented people out. And one of them was really attractive, and his pants kept teasing to fall down in back. Thank god for video footage.
We headed back to the hotel, and Julie and Laurie went to go lie down. Kels and I were kinda hungry, and just needed to get out, so we went secretly for some food. When we got back, we discovered that Julie had made dinner for us. Kelsey was totally full, and horrified about eating again, but did not want to tell them we had eaten without them. So as full as I was, I ate all my food, and snuck some of hers so we wouldn’t seem like we were insulting the food. I thought my stomach would explode.
Once we had finished washing the dishes, we all hopped on the tram rode over to the Parliament building, which was lit up for the evening and looked completely gorgeous. As I stood up there, I realized that I could live in a place like Munich. It was unbelievable. I guess from all those World War II movies I’d seen, and what I’d heard from others, I expected Germany to be dirty, ugly, and run-down. Now I know that its one of the most incredible places I’ve ever seen.
After that, we headed for the Olympic Stadium. Also huge. As we passed by the auditorium, we heard something going on inside, and thought it might be a concert. Curious, we asked a guard what was going on, and found out that there was a men’s volleyball game, Germany v. Italy. It only cost €2, which they said was the only opportunity to get into the stadium that cheap, so we went for it.
The teams didn’t play very well. Anytime they missed a shot, they would get all melodramatic and fall to the floor in despair, beating their fists on the ground. And anytime someone’s body touched the ground, these kids with mops in weird outfits would have to come by and wipe the area. Those cleaning kids were the only ones on the floor with any hustle.
We went back to see the surfers; Kelsey had brought her video camera this time. It was the perfect day, because even though there were ugly clouds out, and it was starting to drizzle, there were some really talented people out. And one of them was really attractive, and his pants kept teasing to fall down in back. Thank god for video footage.
We headed back to the hotel, and Julie and Laurie went to go lie down. Kels and I were kinda hungry, and just needed to get out, so we went secretly for some food. When we got back, we discovered that Julie had made dinner for us. Kelsey was totally full, and horrified about eating again, but did not want to tell them we had eaten without them. So as full as I was, I ate all my food, and snuck some of hers so we wouldn’t seem like we were insulting the food. I thought my stomach would explode.
Once we had finished washing the dishes, we all hopped on the tram rode over to the Parliament building, which was lit up for the evening and looked completely gorgeous. As I stood up there, I realized that I could live in a place like Munich. It was unbelievable. I guess from all those World War II movies I’d seen, and what I’d heard from others, I expected Germany to be dirty, ugly, and run-down. Now I know that its one of the most incredible places I’ve ever seen.
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