Goodbye Munich...

 It's so hard to believe I'll be flying back to America in less than 8 hours. (Yes, maybe it's 3am and I'm still packing.) And maybe I waited so long because I just didn't want to believe this was happening so soon. In a way, I'm happy to come home, but there are definitely things I'm going to miss, like:
- Waking up to a view of the mountains 
- Drinking beer before noon under a blanket of chestnut trees (also known as beer gardens)
- Being inspired by streetstyle on the subway, in the grocery store, and by the 80 year old lady stolling down the street
- Tchaikovsky playing on rainy days waiting for the subway
- The subways in general  - "Bitte zurueck bleiben"
- Professors who spontaneously decide to have class in a beer garden
- Schnitzel, Leberkaes, Zwetschgendatschi
- Festivals every weekend (and holidays as an excuse to celebrate)
- Bars on my roof, next door, and across the street
- Traveling to Austria and anywhere in Bavaria for only 6 euros
- The English Garden: the Eisbach, the musicians, and even the retired men that play nude bocce ball every single day along the river
- Biking everywhere, and being able to leave my bike unlocked everywhere
- Thunderstorms that come without warning and are gone before you know it
- And more than anything, all the amazing people that make this city
Here's to the last few hours... Munich, I'll miss you