Marcel Winatschek

That Munich Day

Drove to Munich yesterday with Ben, Lydia, Betty, and Bianca. They all had free train tickets from some grades-based promotion the railway does every year, so we figured we might as well go. Breakfast at Burger King, lunch at McDonald’s, dinner at Pizza Hut—a real health food adventure. The girls wanted to hit Orsay and Pimkie while the rest of us just wandered along. Everyone made it to Saturn. But I was mainly there for Neo Tokyo, this anime and J-Pop shop I’d been meaning to actually visit instead of just knowing it existed. Picked up more CDs than my budget could handle, which is always what happens the moment you step inside a place like that.

Good day. Nothing remarkable. But sometimes that’s the whole point.