Traveling to Bavaria
3:30 this morning. An ungodly hour. Why are we doing this again? Because I love my kids and they want to go skiing this second week of vacation. So we have to get up and out of Budapest on the first flight so that we can get to Munich and then take the 2 hour train ride to southern Germany so that they can get fitted for their ski/snowboard equipment this afternoon to be ready to ski tomorrow morning. We made it from the cab to the plane to the train to the other train and now I’m falling asleep at 10am as our train winds through the countryside. And I’m going to have energy to get up and do snowsports tomorrow? Sleeping in, sitting by the fire, and reading a book all sound preferable at this moment.
3:30 this morning. An ungodly hour. Why are we doing this again? Because I love my kids and they want to go skiing this second week of vacation. So we have to get up and out of Budapest on the first flight so that we can get to Munich and then take the 2 hour train ride to southern Germany so that they can get fitted for their ski/snowboard equipment this afternoon to be ready to ski tomorrow morning. We made it from the cab to the plane to the train to the other train and now I’m falling asleep at 10am as our train winds through the countryside. And I’m going to have energy to get up and do snowsports tomorrow? Sleeping in, sitting by the fire, and reading a book all sound preferable at this moment.
We made it to Munich. Everyone looks wiped out.
The commuter train from the airport to downtown. Making themselves at home. Thankfully it is early on a Sunday morning and the train is almost empty.
We made it to Munich and transferred to the regional train to Garmisch. I’m so grateful that we first did this trip in the summer — all the transfers with extra luggage this trip were seamless.
It looks like fall here, not winter. It’s cold and the leaves are brown, but the grass is still green and there is no snow. And none in the forecast either. I guess we brought Bahrain weather to Germany — it’s projected to be 55 instead of 32.
We arrived in downtown Garmisch and wheeled all our luggage across the street to wait for the public bus. It’s only 11am, but since we’ve been on the road since 4am, it feels like a long day already. No since in taking a cab since the bus stops right outside the back gate of our hotel.
Because we haven’t traveled enough today, we arrived at the hotel, had them hold our luggage until check-in time and set out on foot for the 3k walk to the ski lodge to get fitted for our ski equipment.
We passed a Christmas tree lot — it seems that everyone here (and in Budapest) waits to buy their trees until the week before Christmas.
If we weren’t hoping for snow, this would be perfect weather.
We took care of all the details for our ski week and then walked home. The kids loved “skating” on all the puddles and stomping on them and trying to crack the ice.
Classic Bavarian house with a yard full of chickens.
The sun rises at 8am and sets at 4pm. It’s 3pm, but getting dark fast.
Night, night Bavaria!