It is now Monday, I am officially 30 and officially tired. The group has fractured. The day was supposed to be dedicated to Salzburg, but Anthony, suffering from a serious hangover and not having seen anything of Munich except the streets that lead to Oktoberfest and the hotel, decides to go sight seeing in Munich. Jennifer gets up early and and goes to Salzburg to take the Sound of Music tour. Mike and I are supposed to meet her later. I decide to go to the Hofbrauhaus and retrieve my lost t-shirts. After suffering the futility of that exercise I stop and change money. Luckily, I am in line behind the most incompetent people in the Western World, and a 5 minute task takes 20. I get to the hotel in time to find that Mike went to Salzburg by himself. I leave an hour after him. Two hour train ride by myself, getting yelled at in German to put my feet down. Fun.

Beautiful Salzburg. This is the view from the castle that overlooks the city.

This a view from the castle 90 degrees to the left.

This is a picture of the shops and homes at the base of the hill that the castle sits upon. I did not buy anything in them.

Here is a view of Sazburg from the hills on the opposite side of the river from the castle.

If the Hofbrauhaus is Mecca, then the Augustiner Brauerei is the Vatican. Mike and I met here to cap off the day in Salzburg. Mike and I were so tired at this point (and I hate to admit) that we could not finish our liters of the sweetest ambrosia in Europe.

Walking back to the train station at the end of the day, we took this nice picture of the castle in the distance.

This is me drinking a birthday beer at the Paulaner tent at the Oktoberfest.

Jenninfer, good and drunk on our last night in Germany.

Me in Café Schiller, holding my last German beer of the trip.

Mike in Café Shiller, holding his beer that started off his last bender of the trip.

Jennifer leaving. She can't take it any more. Actually, she left after I did, but I'm saving my picture for The End.