Yeah, that’s right. Who’s the boss?
Not me. Obviously.
But it’s ok now. Hooray. And I’m sleeping in a tent for the third night in a row with lots of other people. It’s kinda like a refugee camp, but better. And there’s a campfire every night.
Went swimming in the Eisbach again…this time wearing a proper swimsuit, not drunk nor in the company of hot german guys. I did see lots of fat, naked old men sunning themselves today, though. Hooray for FKK. Uh, yeah.
It’s nice to be in Munich.