Goodbye mom, hello drink week

So I said goodbye to my mom, um, one night? At like midnight I saw her off from Munich's main trains station to the Munich airport to catch her flight in a few hours. After that I went back to the Euro Youth Hostel, where they had let me check in earlier with my mom's passport since my was stolen. There I crashed, since mom and I had been drinking and wandering for a couple hours.

We drank a bottle of wine on the train from Garmisch. Wait no, I drank that bottle of Moscato. Then we wandered the Marian Platz with the two beers she had in her backpack. Isn't she adorbz?

Then we went to the Galleria underground mall/Wal Mart thing and looked at suuuuper expensive alcohol.

Yeah, those bottle are both over 500 USD each.

Then we went to the Hofbrauhaus again and I had delicious white sausage with sweet mustard. Two things I usually don't like! Success!

So yeah, I spent the week in Munich barely doing anything but going to Aldi and drinking at nights with new friends. I met a LOT of cool people that week and was sober enough to remember to Facebook a few of them.

So yeah, also saw a party bus?

And then said goodbye to Munich to head for the eternal city.