Tuesday morning, bright and early, Maggie took Katherine to the train station and she was off to fly back to the United States. Once Maggie got back, she and I were off on our CRAZY adventure to Hungary to see Petra! This is how our day played out…
First, we packed up all of my luggage (I threw out some stuff to make it easier and lighter to carry!) I was lucky this time to have Maggie there to help me carry all of it! At about 7:30am the cab arrives to pick us up at Maggies apartment. He asks were we are going and when Maggie replies, “Budapest”… he laughs. Note to self: This should have been our first clue that this was going to be one hell of a day! We get to the train station with time to spare to Maggie runs to grab us some breakfast. While we are waiting for the train we are enjoying our breakfast, I drop my entire breakfast sandwich on the ground. This is sign #2 about how our day would play out. I get over the dropped McMuffin and board the train. All fine and well, we make the first two connections. (Oh, I forgot to mention that we were taking 4 trains to Munich and then once in the Munich airport we would split up and take two separate flights to Budapest where Petra and her dad were to pick us up. Sounds totally crazy but we were up for the adventure.) So…after our first two connections we’re feeling pretty good about ourselves…then we get to the third one and theres only 3 minutes in between trains so we have to rush off the train, get all of my luggage, find the track and get back on the train. Unlikely, but we figured we’d give it a shot! Well, thanks for some slow moving people we were unsuccessful so Maggie goes with her best game face on to talk to the people and see what we can do to make it to Munich in time for my flight which left earlier than Maggies. (And by earlier, I mean 5 hours earlier! She had to hang out in Munich for her flight which wasn’t until hours after mine but I had to wait for her in Budapest so we thought it would all work out in the end. I know…don’t even ask about how we thought this would be a good idea!) So…Maggie returns with a new schedule for us. We would take the next train which would bring us right into Munich but then we would…drum roll please…have to take the SUBWAY in MUNICH to the airport! WITH ALL OF MY LUGGAGE! So…we have no other choice and no room for error…we can handle this!! Keeping our spirits up with some pretzels and milkshakes, we board the train. To keep my suitcases from rolling we have to rig them up with some sort of ribbon and our legs…it was crazy but we made it work.
We arrive in Munich around 2pm and my flight leaves at 5 so we are running close on time but we’re not stressing. Thank god Maggie knows her German and figured our way on to the subway. We take the lovely Munich subway for about 30 minutes. It was here that I noticed my eye seemed to be a little red but I just brushed it off thinking it was just tiredness. *Remember this for later*. So we finally, finally arrive in Munich at a little before 3pm with just the right amount of time. My luggage in hand we proceed to the baggage counter to check my bags. This is where it gets bad. So the first lady tells me to weigh my bags and tells me how they are overweight and that MY bag broke the scale and that I can’t check in here because my bag is too big! How rude! So Maggie, the great girl that she is, took one of my bags and checked it as her bag because I knew that they wouldn’t let me check both bags. So I go up to the counter that I was told to go to and the lady tells me that my bag is overweight…no duhhh…as if I didn’t know this before (I’ve already trekked the stupid thing through, Italy, Switzerland, and Germany!) I tell her I am aware of this and I’m willing to pay the difference for it being overweight. So annoyed she does some crazy calculation on the computer and tells me that I would have to pay 150 euros for my bag!! Is she crazy?! 150 euros!! No way!! So I say, ok, I’ll get rid of a few things…so I step aside and try to go through some of the stuff that I could throw away. I pick out a few shirts and bring my bag back to the counter to be reweighed. She tells me No, its still overweight and she repeatedly asks, can’t you throw heavy things away?! I tell her that I have four months worth of clothes but she won’t have any of it. Now I’ve reached my breaking point and start to cry and cry as I have to throw out ½ my wardrobe. Thank god I had Maggie because she made it easier for my to chose what I should keep and what I should throw out and she helped me stay calm as I was about to go crazy on this German Lufthansa lady! Maggie took some heavier things from me and put them in her luggage to help me out. I throw out everything from my alarm clock, to jeans, to my umbrella. After a few minutes of sobbing, I finally got it together and my bag passed weigh in and it was off. I was so upset but I had to keep reminding myself that I’d rather pay 150 euros on new clothes and to pay that stupid Lufthansa lady. Then we rushed through to get to my gate only to find out that my plane was delayed about 20 minutes. Here Maggie and I had to go our separate ways but if all goes well we would be reunited in Budapest in about 6 hours!
I finally boarded the smallest plane I’ve ever seen and I was so exhausted! The plane was delayed another hour on the runway but I didn’t even care. I went right to sleep and when I woke up I was in Budapest! Finally, I had arrived at 9pm…12 hours of traveling later! But…with a very sore eye! Once I gathered my luggage from the claim I went right to the bathroom to check out my eye, and my worse fears had been confirmed…pink eye! Talk about bad news bears! What was I going to do? I had a few hours to hang out in the airport before Maggie arrived and Petra came to pick us up so that’s when I jumped online and updated my blog. While I was sitting in the arrival section waiting for Maggie, minutes before her flight was supposed to land, it says that her flight is delayed and won’t arrive until 1am! Just as I realize this, Petra appears in the airport!! I was SO happy to see her!! And it was so great to finally know that I had made it…but Maggie hadn’t and I could only imagine she was freaking out as she had been hanging out in the airport for hours!! So I break the news to Petra and her dad, who had showed up with a fresh rose for me (sooo nice!) and he decided it would be best to go back to her house and them come back when Maggie’s flight got in. So we went to Petra’s house and her mom had a delicious dinner waiting for me on the table! Along with my pink eye, I also had a terrible cough (I’m sure Petra’s mom was thrilled to have me haha) so her mom suggested some “Swedish Bitter” which is some strange, Hungarian liquid that is supposed to cure all. So I figured…when in Hungary! And it wasn’t even THAT bad!
After my Swedish Bitter experience…we figured out that Maggie’s flight was getting in earlier that it had initially been delayed so we hopped back in the car and it was back to the airport to get her! As she walked out through the arrival gates at about 12:30am…Petra and I were so happy to see her…but I realized that she didn’t have my bag!! So I’m like…”Mags, where is my luggage?” and she’s like, “What do you mean?!” So I panicked for a quick second thinking that it never made it from Munich but then Maggie went back to the baggage claim and she returned with it thankfully! So…finally…a journey that started at 7:30am in Germany and ended at 12:30am in Budapest was finally over! We had successfully or not, arrived in Budapest and we’re more than excited to see Petra and her homeland! What an adventure it was…but well worth it. I just had to deal with my pink eye first….