Sunday in the Park

Sunday morning: I wake up, look at my phone; 7:30. OK, I have half an hour. Forty-five minutes later, Florian knocks on my door. "Catherine!" "I'm up!!!!!" Five seconds later: "SHEISE!" My door opens. "Catherine? Um, I thought it was 8:15, but it's only 7:15" "Really?" I checked my phone; 7:15. Man I'm blind. Or dyslexic. Sure, I'll bame it on dylexia.

We walked to the church and arrived as the 9:00 bells rang. Talk about close timing.

After mass, Flo, his mom, Julia and I went into the city. We began at some really famous fountain that for the life of me I cannot remember the name of, then we walked through Marienplatz, the Frauenkirche and St. Peter's Church. They were nice, but not nearly as beautiful as Salzburg. After we visited the churches we walked to Starbucks (I know, I travel around the word to drink Starbucks). However, while at Starbucks, an amazing thing happened. I looked outside, and across the street was an Aston Martin dealer. Unfortunately, it was closed because it was Sunday. But that didn't stop me from pressing against the glass and getting some pictures for David. =D

Once I recovered from the Aston Martin Experience, we walked to the English gardens, where people were surfing in a river! One of the strangest and coolest things I have ever seen! But we moved along to a spot where everybody swims in the river. Clothing: optional. Scariest sh*t of my life. AND, the water was FREEZING!

We ended the evening with a lovely dinner at home, topped with visits from Flo's neighbor/gf and Julia's friend Natalie. They are both very nice.