First the flight over... most of you know I hate flying. I really hate flying. The first time I flew overseas It ended up with me on a bus puking on a Japanese buisnessman, though thats a whole nother' story. This was BY FAR the easiest flight I've ever had. Probobly for 2 reasons... the first can best be explained by this photo:

This was the first time I've ever drank alcohol on a plane. In fact its the first time I've ever broken my tradition of not drinking ANYTHING except ginger ale. (Dont ask, yea I'm weird)
Needless to say I felt no pain (even after being cutoff by the hot stewardess) That having been said I honestly dont remember landing, getting off the plane or going through customs. I do however remember arriving at my hotel with 2 thoughts. First how the hell did I get here. Second, I'm hungry. Out of the hotel I have two choices. (At this point) left or right. I chose right.

Off I go, 2 miles later I see a sign for McDonalds and Burger King, another 2 KM ahead. I havent run into one cafe or little resteraunt so I settle on McDonalds (closer) What suprised me about McDonalds here is its a social gathering place, its clean, the food is well made. Trust me, it actually tastes different than in America. I didnt say better, different.

So after that I came back to the local bar were I decided to see how much I could drink. Bad decision, apparently I can put down more than a few liters of Helles if I give it my all. The headache the next day was terrible.
Up Next: Brewing at Domens
After That: Andechs' (Matt goes and drinks with monks, proceeds to make them laugh, brings a dozen people in to the "quiet room" after not know it was a "quiet room" locals are not amused nor laughing.
Prost!
1 comment:
Hey Matt!! Glad you're enjoying yourself, it sounds like a lot of fun. Keep us updated.
-Devon
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