Picturesque, efficient and beer-filled Bavaria
We were pretty tired when we arrived in Munich on a warm June morning having travelled on an overnight bus from Rome. The regimental bus drivers wanted everything to run smoothly and were rather strict and abrupt with the passengers. Reflecting on this, they made us all feel like we were back in school on a trip chaperoned by those kind of teachers who hated the profession. Sitting in our designated seats, to our surprise we heard Afrikaans spoken by the girl next to us while she was on the phone. We were apparently the first fellow South African’s she had bumped into after a year-long exchange programme. As grumpy as you are after trying to sleep on a bus, we woke to see beautiful green but snow capped mountains. The scenery from northern Italy, through Austria and into Germany is just lovely, with each new view, as you dozily open your eyes, taking your breath away. We said our goodbyes to our new young friend, who still had a way to go on the bus, and made our way to the t...