München is nothing I thought it would be. It wasn't part of the plan, it was almost a stroke of luck, really. I couldn't grasp the idea of staying in Germany until I physically landed here, 6 hours by plane from home and all that I knew best. All the bureaucratic processes and paperworks was so rushed that I didn't have time to be anxious about it.
The first week I had the terrible idea to stay in a hostel during Oktoberfest (mind you, I didn't know how big of a festival it really is). But it is there that I met many travellers from all around the world.
I wanted to know this beautiful Bavarian city at my own rhythm. To take in its beat, its beauty, its people.
I must say, like in all my other trips, immersing yourself in another culture is quite mind-blowing. It feels like you're in another world. You lose all of your references and you learn them all over again. Sometimes, it can be overwhelming, but, quite frankly, I live for that. It's like falling in love over and over again with a place, its people and its way of living.
My days were filled with beers, traditional Bavarian gastronomy, breathtaking sunsets, and, the best part, the kindest and most fascinating people from all over the world that I met.
So far, München has been so good to me, looking forward to witness it in all its seasons.