Monday morning, neither of us were feeling exactly peachy. We considered staying another day in Munich, but ultimately decided to head to Zurich.
Only two hours from Munich, Zurich is situated in the middle of the Alps and next to a big lake. It's full of breathtaking architecture, accentuated by the mountains in the background.
Switzerland is one of the few countries in Europe that doesn't use the Euro, so we exchanged some money for Francs. We didn't know how expensive things were in Zurich until I did the math in my head and realised I'd payed $7.50 for a tall (read: small) Macchiatto at Starbucks. (Yes, I know I'm in Europe, but there aren't any Starbucks in Italy and sometimes I just need to feel American, okay?)
But it wasn't just the coffee that was expensive. There was no free parking anywhere, so whenever we walked anywhere, we'd always have to go back to the truck to put money in the parking meter ($5 for two hours!).
It seemed like there were churches on every corner, each with more grandeur than the last.
We totally scored with our hostel, which was in the middle of a neat commercial district, and a ten minute walk from the lake. All the restaurants were out of our price range, so we ended up getting sandwiches and sitting on the street.
The elevator in our hostel had a manual door. It was the first time I'd ever seen anything like that before. If you didn't open it as soon as the elevator got to your floor, it would immediately leave for a ground floor.
Tuesday morning, we woke up and took one last stroll down by the lake. We were tired and running low on underwear, but still decided to make the drive to one final destination.
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