Guys, (as you know) Petey came to visit! Since his 2-week trip to the desert included our Thanksgiving weekend, we took him to his old stomping grounds… Germany! Or, actually, Bavaria. Munich, to be exact. According to our snooty tour guide, people in Munich never say they live in Germany, they live in Bavaria. Sounds like a drink-with-your-pinky-up-situation to me, but more on that later.
Arriving in Munich was refreshing. The air! The clean streets! The Europeans!
There was GREEN!
Although we knew it would be cold, we weren’t exactly prepared for the arctic tundra that we walked into.
Arriving to our AirBnb was quite exciting, as our host left beer in the fridge!
And there was tea for the kids!
We are a big fan of Europe’s rules about kids welcome in pubs and bars, and Munich did not disappoint. Next door to our apartment was a lovely little bar which was the perfect place to cozy up and grab a drink.
When I asked Petey what he wanted to do during our trip, he said he wanted to do a walking tour around the city. Done! I booked a tour guide, we bundled up, hopped on the train, and spent the next 3 hours in freezing temperatures listening to a very sassy tour guide impart his wisdom of Bavaria while also repeating the phrases, “See what I mean?”, “See what I did there?” and “So on and so forth.” He also talked quite a bit about his expensive hat.
We have no idea which church this is but we were escaping the cold and the kids were crying and we had no mittens and we kept walking forever and where is a toy store and can we go inside yet?
It was at this point when we realized that, for the good of the group, we needed to split up. I left Kyle and Petey with Ozzy so he could teach them more useless knowledge while I took the kids to the Lego store. Sayonara, suckers!
Much warmer.
This is the closest we got to the Neuschwanstein Castle. She’s a beauty!
We were extremely excited to escape the cold and drink some tea and build some Legos.
Since we knew we wouldn’t be cooking a Thanksgiving dinner, we did the next best thing and celebrated at the Hofbrauhaus! Petey even taught the kids how to sing a drinking song in German. They were pumped.
As with all meals in Munich, we ordered a few sausages. There was one that looked like a finger and it was a real treat!
Our AirBnb was pretty lively the next day.
We rounded out the rest of our time in Munich with more beer houses, some shopping, daily pastries, and a snow storm!
An advantage of traveling with a grandparent is the opportunity for Kyle and I to sneak out and grab a drink sans kiddos. The luxury!
At one of our last meals, Kyle was excited to see a “German salad with sausage” on the menu. He was pumped to get some greens in his system.
I told him he should just focus on the chives and the pickle because those looked pretty green to me. We had a lot of sodium in Munich.
The kids are getting more comfortable with traveling, and I was very proud of our group for schlepping our luggage from the apartment to the train and through the airport.
Europe has this public transportation thing figured out, for sure.
Travel days are made easier with GIANT escalators.
Not long after we got back to Cairo it was time for Petey to head home. But not before he taught Kennedie a few steps.
See you next time, Petey Bird!
