Oktoberfest, in September?

If I had a dime for every time a friend at home had said that. I did not care if it was in bloody July. I was not going to be in Germany and miss one of the largest parties in the world. Inter-city buses are pretty much non-existent and the trains are terribly expensive, [...]

München bound

“We keep running as to not miss what is not really there”. That was the quote that my new friend and roommate of the last week, Christian, wrote in my travel journal. I think that he uses it in a Buddhist context, but it hit me directly between the eyes when I applied it to [...]