Meine Heimat und mein Abenteuer in Deutschland: Part I

Part 1
This is a two part blog series on my adventure in Germany. As I write this I am currently in Füssen, Germany. However, let me start at the beginning. I arrived in Munich yesterday at 17:30. The plane ride in was absolutely amazing. As I was flying in, I looked out the window and saw what I thought to be at the time, hundreds of white castles. I kept thinking to myself, "I don't remember Munich having this many castles." As the plane descended towards the earth, I noticed that it wasn't castles I was looking at, it was the snow-capped mountain tops piercing through the clouds. It was kind of a "duh" moment, but it was absolutely stunning and I will admit, it took my breath away. Upon landing in Munich, I found myself in a huge German city with no mountain views, but beautiful German architecture nevertheless. I had no map; I did have directions to my hostel, but lo' and behold, I had no idea which way was north or south--in other words, I stuck true to this blog's URL, kyle was lost in Germany! However, after a google map phone conversation with my mother, she, as she always does in my life, helped me find the right path. Once I made it to the hostel, it was time to explore; I had a map this time, so getting lost was fair game.
I went straight to the Hofbräuhaus, for reasons I'm sure you can guess. I explored as long as I could before it was pitch black and I forced myself to go back to my hostel to get some sleep. Munich was an okay first impression, but Füssen has sealed the deal (or mainly the train ride in). I believe all of you are going to have to book a flight and come kidnap me if you want me back because it is completely beautiful here. This is the land some of my ancestors came from and thus, in some way or another, where part of me is from. The climate feels just right, the air is fresh, there are plenty of mountains to satisfy a mountain goat like myself, and the beer--oh!--don't get me started. It's probably a good thing the Lederhosen is 300 Euro, otherwise, I would buy an outfit and be hiking around in it. I'm not joking. But, with everything aside, it's fulfilling to finally visit a place I've dreamed of for a long time. My aunt and uncle can tell you how many times I would pump them for stories about Germany, etc. It's also fulfilling to see a glimpse of where your ancestors came from. Sure, this isn't the exact spot, but it's close enough for me to feel at home, at peace, and ready for my adventure to continue with tomorrow's sunrise.