Chillin @ Hitlers

Day: 313

As far as offensive titles go, my trip up to Eagles Nest in Berchtesgaden forced me to hang out in Hiltler’s shadow.  At first the shadow was all we thought we’d get.  It was supposed to look like this, but all we saw was fog.  Eventually I found the panorama map so I could [...]

The Hills Are Not Alive

Day: 312

Copious amounts of beer lead to the need for relaxation, unfortunately when that form of relaxation comes in the form of copious amounts of beer in another country, it doesn’t really help. The Point of this tale…
This morning my eyes creaked open and glanced at my watch, 9:19am, Good, if I pay by 10 [...]