As we left St Goar my warm weather jacket, which I had purchased from Ireland a year earlier, was missing. Only assumption was someone drunkenly stumbled into our room and accidentally took it (with my lack of memory, it may have been me, although I am usually still very sensible when I have had too much juice). Either way we left without it, but another contiki group have found it and I will be reunited in Lucerne with it. Amy was late for the bus, as she left her stein in our room and had to run back. The punishment, she had to sing "Allstar" by Smashmouth to the whole bus through the mic while it pumped in her ears so she couldn't hear her own voice. She did really well, and soon enough we were all singing too. Kudos to her, I wouldn't cope as well as she did.

Anyway, onto Munich we headed. All of us very excited to visit some of the sights, but more importantly we were all looking forward to the hoffbrau house. We heard a few of Steve's hot tips and especially the song we would sing later at the beer hall. I wouldn't know how to write it, but it was definitely recited a few times (from memory) later on in the night.

In Munich we met up with a walking tour guide, an Aussie bloke who, hands down, is the best your guide I have ever had. We began by dancing in the square to entertain the locals, while we were told how the new church was built to look older than the old church, even though the old church was bombed in WW2 and after restoration the old church is in fact newer than the new church. You follow right? Anyway the new church has the Glockenspiel, which according to our tour guide is the third most overrated tourist attraction in the world behind something in Prague and France as a country (he must've meant the people, just kidding, don't kill me French people). If I have no French friends can I be racist? If I insult the French, is it racist? They are not really a race but a nation. Does that make me nationalist? Hmm, anyway.

I'm sure many Germans would be insulted by our tour guide referring to an ex king as John Belushi, or another ex King that was "very friendly" to men and was on all fours, or other womanizing leaders, or the tribute to German heroes included a non-German, an Army General famous for losing battles and some other feeble guy. To test the acoustics in the Royal Palace courtyard, all 50 of us shouted out a phrase in German, and although the acoustics were amazing, we were then told we just called out "small penis" in german. No wonder we got weird looks.

We were also taught "stranger danger". Which produced the funniest three moments of this tour. If the tour guide thought someone else had joined our group for free, and was trying to scan information, he would call out "stranger danger". We all had to crouch to the floor as quick as possible. The first victim also ducked and assumed something was dropping from the sky, looking up in fear. Victim two and three both panicked, looked at each other and started to run away very awkwardly. Very funny.

Our tour concluded at the Hoffbrau house. The world's most famous beer hall. My only regret is all the contiki guys sat in groups where we could take up most of the table, instead of mixing with the locals. Still, pork knuckle (best meal I have had in Europe so far!) and 6 litres of beer later (they serve beer by the litre) and........well I don't remember. Apparently, we were singing in the taxi, talking about religion and we kept on drinking at the bar in the hotel....apparently. I still had an amazing night at the hoffbrau house, getting to know more people.

With so much to drink, and Aussies being very loud, one table were refused more drinks after around 5 victims of the Game of Life (refer to Innsbruck to learn the game) had the whole beer hall counting the ten pushups. The waiters didn't mind, but apparently their boss did.

The most impressive moment of the night was seeing our waitress bring out eleven steins of beer at once. 5 in each hand and a sixth propped up on top of them in one hand. That's 11kgs of beer (I'm guessing) and each stein had to be at least 1 or 2 kgs each if empty. She was tanked, as you can imagine....a different sort of tanked to us when we stumbled out of the hoffbrau house.