It's a good thing I speak 0 German

I speak no German, which was really helpful when trying to get to and from Germany, so thank god Christina was there otherwise I probably would never make it back to the states and never see any of you ever again. But it's cool, I made it back to Locarno.
Munich is awesome! It kind of felt like Paris, except it was really clean...and the people were really nice. I got in to Munich at around 11pm and since I don't have a phone here I realized once I got off the train it would be near impossible to find Christina. Thankfully I found her, well rather she found me. She gave me a tour of Munich the next day, very professional I must say. We went up this one tower to get an entire view of the city. It was great! Well once you got to the top...there were a lot of stairs, a lot of stairs but hey I guess it was a good work out.

Munich

There is this HUGE garden in Munich called the English Gardens. Its like twice the size of Central Park or something. beautiful, lots of open grassy area with a river running through. The first day there were people on horseback riding around and it was quiet, not a lot of people around. The second day though, it was super hot and there were tons of people hanging out in the park.
Christina works at this Irish pub there and I had Bulmers for the first time and it was SO TASTY! While she was working Friday night I hung out with her Australian friend and his friends at a Hostel. Met a lot of new people, and they all spoke English, because they were either Australian or American. Who knew? That was one thing that made Munich seem like an American city was all the different languages that were being spoken. Cool stuff.
Saturday is was really really hot, I was dying and we went to the Olympic stadium to the Flow Mart (?) which is basically this giant flee market. I got a nice rainbow sweater for really cheap. Score. It was like Munich Day or something yesterday so all over down town all the businesses had shops set up selling things and people were walking around in Lederhosen and there was a ton of live music everywhere. It was like the Art-a-Fair back home, but on some serious steroids. Then we went out that night with some of her friends. Had some drinks went dancing and then hung out and talked till 5 at her apartment. And what really throws me off here is that the sun rises at 4:30 in the morning and doesn't set till about 10.
So I had to leave today, which was sad. I wish I could have stayed longer, but I'll just have to come back out some other time. It was really great to finally get to see her and hang out, even though it was only two days.
Not being able to speak German in Munich was fine because a) I had Christina and b) most people speak English. The second I got on the train no English was to be spoken and I speak 0 German. There was this one stop near the boarder of Germany and Switzerland that I had to get off on and conveniently the stop before it has the same name (which makes complete and logical sense to me) so I get off, realize it's not the right stop and stomp my feet like a child because I knew I wouldn't make my connecting train. There was nobody else in the entire station at this stop except this one old man. He came up to me and tried to help me, but hey guess what, I don't speak German and he didn't speak English or French! Super. But he spoke Italian and I know a little Italian so I was able to communicate my problem. He thought it was no problem and walked me to the correct station, the entire time having a conversation with me. I hardly knew what he was saying and he thought I was hysterical when I was trying to understand everything. By this point I already accepted the fact that I missed my train and was going to have to sleep in the park for the night so I just strolled leisurely along with him to the station, conversing in a broken hand motion/Italian/German/English language. He told me to get on the next train that would take me to Zurich, which didn't help much because I have no smart phone and wouldn't know if there were any trains going down to Bellinzona/Locarno area that night. But whatever. He waited at the train station with me to make sure I got on the right train before he left. Making new friends everyday.
The train to Zurich was PACKED. I gave up looking for a seat and just say in the luggage area between two cars. Another American girl who also happened to be studying abroad in Switzerland came to join my little party. Unlike me, she had a fancy phone which saved my life because we were able to look up connections to Bellinzona from Zurich which ended up matching up with times perfectly.
Ah, the people you meet in the world. Without those two people today I'd probably be sleeping under a tree on the boarder of Switzerland...well maybe not that seems a bit dramatic but you get my point.
After this I've decided to learn German. End. Of. Story.
It's really hot here in Locarno tonight, I don't think I'll be able to sleep! Arg! And it's scary to think I go home this Thursday!! Time flies!!!!!! Weeee.
To end it, Happy Father's Day to the greatest guy around :) Miss you dad!! Hope you had a great day and wish I could have been there to celebrate with you!
O! And I finally found some Milka bars which I'm super stoked about.

That's a big Town Hall

Theatinerkirche

Town Hall

We found Milka!