Day Sixislicous.

Day six and still in Munich, who would have thought two non drinkerse from Ireland would have such an attachment to the beer drinking capital of the world, its certainly starting to feel like home. This morning we had planned to go on a free bike tour, but before leaving the hostel I ran into two English guys I met last night also going on it. So we bailed off to it together. It was actually unbeleivably good, I nearly killed our tour guide and almost got hit by a tram and a large business mercedes, but somehow didn't.

During the tour we saw many sights, but mainly we saw the English gardens, which were full of naked men just strolling around, dodge. We stopped at a beer hall thing there and most people had a few and some lunch. It was there we started talking to Alex our tour guide, he was a bit of legend. Later in the tour we saw this man made still wave that surfers were using on the river. Was pretty epic. Apart from that we saw the sight of Hitler's Beer Hall putsh, the hq of the luftwaffe and various German parliamant buildings, churches and castles.

After the tour, us the English tourists and the two English tour guides decided to get beer and cocktails. We went to the massive beer hall in the center of Munich to sample some of the delights. Was pretty epic when our guide got ID'd, but I didn't. I tried a weisse beer, tasted like Banana, not too good really. Over at the cocktail place, I couldn't produce ID so was serverd non alco, but Lorcan produced his ID, then we convinced the barmaid "December" was at the start of the year... HOW THE FUCK DID THAT WORK.

So basically I ordered a non alco strawberry margerita and lorcan ordered the alco version. We had half each then switched, nice of him. Our tour guide invited us out to his 19th that night, but we were already feeling the cost of the day and kinda opted out. We then hit the pizza place with the English guys (our third pizza there) which again was good crack, before heading off.

Me and Lorcan hit the Police station to sort some lost and found paperwork. Then headed to the hostel. Our room mates strolled in one by one. A French girl, a Norwegian lad and a Mexican lad. Random group really. None seemed up for the banter tbh. We headed down to the bar in Jagers (the hostel next door) and started chatting to some randomers, including an Israeli lad who seemed to have an almost equal grasp of Economics as a Lorcan... I wasn't sure such person existed.

We just chatted down in the bar before hitting bed, good night all in all.