Since I'm a little behind, my next posts won't be this long so hang in there with me on this one. I arrived in Munich on September 30th and will be here until April 2010 until my rotation with Ernst & Young brings me back to Denver. I am staying in a hotel until this coming Sunday when I'll move into my apartment. I'm definitely looking forward to having a little more "permanent" feeling which will go a long way in getting settled. I'm still trying to get settled administratively here (at work, setting up a bank account, ordering from a menu, you name it - all the things you take for granted at home).The best invention ever is the slingbox. If you haven't heard of it, it essentially is a box you attach to a tv or cable box at home and then you can watch that same cable feed anywhere in the world over the internet. I got mine setup this weekend (thanks to Brad letting me keep it at his apartment in Lawrence so I get all the local KU games) just in time to watch some college football (ok, some might mean about 5 games and some channel flipping between others, but hey who's counting). It was just in time too as I was getting the shakes over here! I mean, it's not every year you get to watch the defending Orange Bowl Champions and the defending National Champions in the same year.
When they say there are beer gartens on every street corner, they really aren't exaggerating (well, not that much anyway), so I'm getting my share of the beer, brats, and sauerkraut. I was also able to make it to one of the last days of Oktoberfest. Even though it was one of the coldest (and rainiest I might add) weekends in Oktoberfest history, needless to say I had a good time and can't wait to do it again next year and will hopefully get inside next time - and don't worry, I found a store where I can buy my very own lederhosen!
I'm here with my dog Winston. For those of you who have been around him much, he's obviously been a handful, but honestly, he's been a great companion and been a lot of fun too. Here he is on his way to the vet to get his passport (yep, think he wants a Paulaner too...). Who'd have thought a dog would need a passport, huh! As his aunt would say though...he WAS born with a silver spoon (he's spoiled? ok probably)! I'm sure he misses his buddies at the Castle Rock Camp Bow Wow though.
I haven't taken many pictures yet, but here are a few I took on the way to the vet this morning. They are all from a bridge over the Isar River near the Deutsches Museum.
