I call Adam after I finish up around 9 a.m. and he informs me "We have a problem." Adam continues to tell me that he has left his ID, His Credit Cards and his Swiss Franks at home. doh! For those who don't know it we live 30 min (in good traffic) in the opposite direction of the airport. I try telling him he doesn't need it-I have his passport and I have my cc's. But no, he needs it for the rental car (it's in his name.) So I'm sitting in this waiting room helpless 5 minutes from the airport-not even-if i stood on the roof i could see it. plans are flying so low i could jump up and grab on! Ug what to do. Finally we decide to save time I'll take a taxi to the airport(since where i'm at would take an extra 15 min) and meet Adam there-we can curb side check and then he can head home. So i call up a taxi and tell them I need a pick up for the airport.
NOTE: NEVER tell the taxi dispatch you're going to the airport.
I get picked up shortly and the nice man drive me the maybe 2 miles to the airport. "$15" he says. What!??!!? "Ya, don't tell them you're going to the airport-there's a flat rate." ouch. so i fork over the cash and get out to wait for Adam. He arrives within the minuet and we start unloading our luggage-1 ski bag, 1 boot bag, 2 rolling bags, 1 large checked bag, 2 backpacks. The man at the curb informs us that he has to go inside for the special ski tag-oh and since i checked those to Adam he needs his passport. Adam tells me he can't wait and takes off in the car. WAIT! I say, you need to keep your passport-what if you ID isn't at home (He wasn't sure where is was and swore he put it in his pocket) no time he says. So i stand there with this luggage, one boarding pass and when the porter comes back 2 passports and no husband. Great.
I decided to sit outside of the terminal and wait until 11 am for Adam. He had left the airport at 10. Luckily he hits no traffic and makes it home by 1030-lone behold all his stuff is on the dresser-the man was so excited he "thought" he put it in his pocket-but never did. Since we're cutting it short on time he doesn't have time to use our discount off airport parking reservation-which included a free day-and parks in the long term lot. More $$. So much for being thrifty. Shorty after 11 am i see him emerge from the escalator and i finally relax for the 1st time all day. The rest of the day goes smoothly and we board our flight, lunch in Atlanta and have a movie packed 9 hour flight to Munich. I slept, Adam the eternal boy was too excited and watched movies all night long.
Waiting...
He had to wear this shirt. Ug-stupid American Tourists.
Our overseas purchase-afterward I realized this added to our "American Tourist" ensemble...and I was wear red!
Saturday January 16th 7:30 a.m. we arrive in Munich-I'm slightly rested and Adam is still jacked up on excitement. We find our way to the Hertz desk after pushing our cart of luggage what feels like a mile and Adam gets our car. We then attempt to find the car in the large cold garage by trying the key in multiple vehicles we think might be ours. After the 4th try we find it...A Ford Focus! We must reek of Americana now. We hope in and begin our 2 hour drive to Missen-Wilhams; Google map directions in hand. We do pretty good-only missing 1 exit and getting off on 1 wrong exit. We arrive at 10:30 a.m. to our resort and are looking forward to showers and a quick nap. Now when we looked on-line the resort said that reception was open from 9-17:00 however when we walk in we're confused-they're closed! Deciphering the "hours" We realize that they're on "lunch" from 10:00-14:00!!! OMG. We find this key box that says call this number after hours for a code to retrieve your key...oh that would be great-if we had a phone! We are so tired-and hungry-and cold so we curl up in the two chairs in the lobby and doz off. What a start. I wake up and venture to the nearby cafe hoping to get some food-but they barley speak English-don't take visa (we have yet to exchange our currency-they were closed at the airport!) so i stumble back in and try to wake Adam. Finally we decide to venture out-there was a Roller Coast toboggan in the next town so we figure lets do that. We find it alright, change into our snow pants and head up to the ticket booth. They don't take Visa! (We still have no $ because it's Saturday and the banks are closed) Luckily a lady in the office speaks a tiny bit of English and gives us some directions to an ATM. We get back in the car and attempt to find this magic money machine. Lone behold after walking around a bit-we do! And after two attempts find a machine that takes our card!! YA!!!!!
Click here to see a video of what we did.
Only there was snow-and ice on the track!
We headed back to our resort, showered, napped and then headed down the million flights of stairs to go to dinner at the resorts restaurant-which we find out is closed, for renovations. The lady at the front desk does recommend an Italian place in the next town. Italian!!! Luckily Wilhams has one restaurant and we "think" we find it, but it looks empty and like someones house. We enter cautiously and find that it is in fact a restaurant!! Ya! We order beers and attempt to decipher our menu. We have realized quite quickly that not many people here speak English, so we do the best we can. Luckily we both order something good and figure out how to say "dark beer".
Our first two days were quite a lot to handle-so I'll leave this post for now. More to come :)
Auf wiedersehen!
Great pictures and fun story!
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