First Day in Munich

It has not been the easiest. Last night I got in and the room was completely empty. No roommates, no one to talk to, nothing. I woke up at about 11 and 3 boys burst into the room with luggage. They are 18, on a Euro Trip, Belgian, and my new roommates. Great. Nothing is better than peeling drunk European children off the floor when I get home from my internship.

This morning I woke up early, tiptoed around the room for fear of waking up my new roomies and having an awkward conversation while they're in their tiny European undies. I walked around, looking for a place to grab breakfast. Not much luck so I resorted to McDonalds. I will say, Germany has some pretty intense coffee. So I was pretty stoked about that. I proceeded to find the museum that I will be working at. After several trips to the ticket kiosk, tourist center, and front desk of my hostel, I thought I had figured it all out. Nope. The metro is completely different from the one in Paris. I wont get into the details but it really doesn't make any sense.

Finally reaching my museum I was greeted by the man at the desk. He doesn't speak a lick of English. After awkwardly asking where I should go, if Ralf Peters is in, or if he knows anything about an internship he just replies "The exhibit is free." Thanks bro.

And so I sit here by myself, in a room covered in boys clothes.

I know it's just one day in the grand scheme of things. I also know that when I look back on this trip, I will not remember that I was lonely, missed my friends, or had an overall shitty day. It will be the highlights, which have so far been pretty damn good. The days following will be better and I'll be bummed to leave Munich.

Sorry if this post wasn't all rainbows and butterflies.