Munich. I cannot call it München. The locals say I cannot pronounce it properly.

Sicily to Munich, sun to rain. Munich greeted me with overcrowded trams and drizzly rain. I felt at home, it felt like the Brisbane winter I had left 3 weeks prior, except it was Munich summer and it should have been sunny.

Day two the skies cleared and I hired a bicycle for the three remaining days that I had in Munich. This was the best thing I could have done. Riding around the back streets of Munich was so much fun and much more my style of travel.

I hung out in the Deutsches Museum for a long while. Which is filled with many wonderful things, aeronautics, chemistry, electricity, trains, robotics, tunneling, forensic science, physics, the list goes on. You need many many days to fully appreciate this museum.

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Ice cream to finish my final night in Munich. Tasty.

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