Monday, June 9, 2014

X is for things the absence of the thing

Travel date: May 20, 2014
Location: Munich and Garmish Germany
Dumplings doused in vanilla pudding and filled with something brown eaten by James: more than 0, less than 1.

Today we took another beautiful Alpine train ride, this time to Garmish, which rests at the foot of Germany's largest mountain Zugspitze. Once there I learned about the AlpspiX, a scenic overlook made of metal grating and shaped like a giant X, offering great views of Zugspitze and the rest of the valley. Perfect - that will be today's X. Upon reaching the visitor's center, we learn that the cable car to the AlpspiX is undergoing repairs and is closed today, so X is for the AlpspiX, which we didn't visit, and the giant mountain that we didn't climb.


Instead we went to another nearby mountain, Wank. X is also for the wank we didn't have on this charming little sister mountain. It wasn't excessively tall, but that is ok because it has a perfect view of all the other, taller mountains. We watched a paraglider take off, catch an updraft, and then sail high into the sky. We watched him circle the mountain for at least half an hour before he disappeared behind another mountain. I flew a miniature kite. We snacked at a restaurant at the peak and James had the first non-alcoholic beer I've ever seen him drink, so X is for the alcohol James didn't have with his lunch. He assures me it was purely accidental.

We hiked down the mountain and soaked in the view. Our laundry still being tied up at the cleaners, today was also the day I realized that the deodorant I thought I'd bought in Spain seems to instead just be an armpit massager. Oh, Spaniards. So X is for the deodorant I didn't wear, the pleasant aroma I didn't have.

We learned that there's some digital design convention in Munich this week which is causing all the lodging to be at capacity, so despite our efforts we spent the day not knowing where we would be staying. So X is also for the lodging we didn't secure. We got back to our hotel we'd already checked out of and did some online research to come up with a sub-par place a little out of town. It could've been worse, but it could've been better. When we arrived, the check-in guy had just left to address something at another property, so we suggested we go have a bit to eat. We hung out at a Chinese restaurant around the corner which, all told, was pretty good.

We eventually got checked in and made a friend with a Swede from above the arctic circle to share some wine with. We learned about a fifth season the Swedes have called "winter-spring". You know, when you've gone months without seeing the sun and then when it eventually begins to rise again, you're reminded how bright the perfectly-white snow is, and you are reinvigorated to go and do stuff in it? Yeah, me neither. I took a shower which, in contrast to everywhere else we've stayed, had plenty of scalding-hot water but seemed to be short on cold. So lastly, X is for the appropriately-termperatured shower we didn't have.

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