I couldnt leave munich without deicating a blog to marco. He was a lovely gay german man who welcomed us into his spare room. He gave us the newspaper and offered us breakfast. He would pop in while we was out and leave us a note with information on and on the last day some sweets for the journey. We couldnt help but snoop in the cubboards and found some interesting things :) lol. My best memory of marco though is when we left we waited at the bus stop bext thing marco cums running out waving my flip flop around. What he didnt realise waa i had broken them so was leaving them. Bless him "gay man with a flip flop" brillant