• I'm lying in bed typing this.
• Everyone in our tour group is drunk.
• We just got back from Oktoberfest. And we sang ALL THE WAY HOME.
• Oktoberfest -- Think the Arizona State Fair with better food, better bands, and better prices.
• I'm eating taco chips that were made in Germany.
• Not half bad.
• I got them at a rest stop right before Munich. After we got on the bus, Kate gave us a speech about The One Thing We Don't Talk About Here in Germany -- Anybody Want to Guess? The War. We are not to say the H word.

  

• God DAMN those were some big beers we had.
• I nearly cried in the rest stop on the way home, it felt so good to pee. I thought I was going to explode.
• Jeri ate two bratwursts. I had a chocolate-covered banana and a big pretzel.
• Europe is just not the place for vegetarians.
• The official song of Oktoberfest is the techno dance version of "Hey, Baby" that Johnny played for us on the first day.
• Hey, baby. Come to Butt-head.
• Some people puked on the bus.
• It was gross, and I don't particularly feel sorry for them.
• I have to share a double-bed with Jeri tonight. I feel sorry for me.

  

• My leg hair is becoming European length.
• We saw the Famous Glockenspiel, which is much less lame than it sounds. It's like the biggest cuckoo clock you've ever seen. Then we went shopping in a German department store. I tried to find the bathroom but because I can't read German, I accidentally wound up opening an emergency exit that I thought was a door to the bathroom, and the alarm went off.
• Then we got out of there. Very, very quickly.

  

• What's up with the pay-for-pee thing over here, anyway? Isn't that a bit unfair?
• On the other hand, the bathrooms are very, very clean.
• Anyway, we couldn't stay in Munich for the night, since all the rooms were all booked. So we're in a really nice resort on the Germany-Austria border, which is cool. It's so Heidi of the Swiss Alps.
• There is a real modem jack in the wall, but the dial tone is too different for The Laptop to handle. It just beeps, in spurts of threes. Like "Da da da." Sigh.
• Tomorrow we get to bike in the Alps. Joy!

In the Austrian Alps!