Hey Mrs. Nesnidal,
Bill is really looking over my shoulder right now. It is not a lie. This post is dedicated to our avid blog viewers who continually return to this site, only to be faced with a very outdated blog. This post is going to make up for every night lost to accidentally falling asleep and having no access to free wi-fi. Who's ever heard of 10 EUR for 30 minutes of wi-fi?
Well, anyways, I'll be starting way way back to make up for lost time. This will follows a similar format as those awkward conversations with friends you haven't seen since high school...and it's your 40 year anniversary. The only difference is that it's only been a week, and people have been really bugging me to update the blog (Bill Nesnidal).
Let's start off with November 7th, 1986. I was born. Fast forward 21 years and here we are at O'hare airport waiting for everyone to arrive at 2:30 PM.

Funny story: A few of the guys packed 25 lbs. over while David Lello packed only 18 lbs. worth of clothes. David is also staying an extra two weeks in Europe.
Pray for him.

We finally made it into the terminal area where we had to wait for our flight leaving at 5:50PM. Once we were in the air, I realized that my fear of flying was actually a fear of motion sickness. How do you mix those up and how did you find out? Well, I took some Dramamine to knock myself out, but ended up not sleeping and actually loving the turbulence. Thank you, Dramamine!

Nine hours later with the sun constantly following us, we arrived in Munich, Germany at 9:45 AM unprepared for a full day of touring concentration camps. Mind you, half the group couldn't sleep on the flight (myself included), and we had a ridiculous day planned for the sole purpose of exhausting us, so that we'd fall asleep and be wide awake for the next day. Pretty lame, but it was still a great experience.
First stop: Dachau
Dachau was the first Nazi-Germany concentration camp. As soon as we arrived, we were fortunate enough to attend the final half of a memorial service dedicated to the Italian survivors of the camp. While walking around, it was hard not to relive a fraction of the hardship experienced by the prisoners of the camp.









"Arbeit Macht Frei" translates "Work Makes You Free"
Following after, for lunch, we ate at the English Gardens.

Thereafter, we headed out to tour the Nimphemburg Palace, where we observed some amazing baroque architechture in its original form. The property used to be completely private, but now is partially opened up to the public.












Here's a "green" image for those of you who are "green". "Green" as in energy efficient :)

It's been a long blog. Here's a lightener.

Our two bodyguard-like tour guides. These guys are beasts!

Once we finished our tour of the Nimphemburg Palace, we headed to the town square and walked a lot. We also saw some great things and blah blah. You'll see.




I originally thought this was the coolest church ever, but then I realized they sold watches. EDIT: Bill Nesnidal - "It's the clock tower".


A little bit of humor. Go ILLINI! even though I've never been to a sporting event. Thanks, Bill.

On the way home, we were bombarded by a bunch of soccer fans following a Munich victory! What an end to such a long 48 hour day...and a very long blog. Please post comments. Thanks!
***PHOTO TALK***
The same image turned black and white takes away distracting colors and brings out a different emotion that may have not been noticed otherwise.

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