Always remain as flexible as possible when on the road.
This is always my reply when people ask me for the golden nugget of travel advice. It is funny that when I end up in a situation where I can’t control the outcome, I fight it tooth and nail.
Good job, me.
No, we didn’t end up in Munich for Oktoberfest. Things just didn’t line up. Our couch had to go to a wedding, we couldn’t afford a last minute hotel/hostel, all Couchsurfing hosts had been full up for months, and no one could take us in. With the plague I was just recovering from, I wasn’t about to hop, skip, and jump into Munich for a day of drinking and leave that night to Italy. We may be adventurous but I’m not that crazy.
So we ended up in Freiburg, Germany. Not exactly on the list of “Must See Places” for many people but our dearest buds Ali and Andrew were residing there and after the many years of chatting to Ali, we had to make a stop!
Seeing as I was still incredibly sick and not able to walk around too long we spent our days relaxing due to the whirlwind 2 weeks of back to back trips, chaos and sickness.
We walked around the farmers market while I desperately tried to find cilantro for my homemade salsa (FYI, cilantro ceases to exist in the entirety of Europe).
Shaun made sure to visit a Bratwurst stall. He looked like a rabid dog the way he attacked the thing.
We spent a somewhat responsible evening drinking beer at a microbrew place that blew my socks off with their beer for my birthday. NOMNOMNOM! Nothing can make a birthday like having a few beers with friends.
More than anything we were excited to have a bit of relaxation and solitude.
Europe was already starting to kill us a bit with it’s breakneck pace.