Saturday - arrive in Germany

Stopover in Doha on Saturday morning was a few hours. I got on the next flight as normal. Got a moment of panic before I got on that I'll leave out.

Normal flight. Weird rude other passenger with multiple requests to swap seats to reconfigure his family situation. No big deal.

Landing in Germany, amusing anecdote: when descending an escalator into the passport control area, everyone just stopped at the bottom, which created a potential for complete chaos as an entire plane-load of people were descending that escalator into a crowd of people who had decide to stay absolutely static. A german person called out "move into the queues! It is all signposted clearly!"

Queue was a little long. Weird quirk: 3 border control people were assigned to non-eu citizens (me) and 1 was assigned to eu-citizens. So eu citizens were moving too slowly than they should have been. I was waiting for one of the three to open up for me, and it happened that an irritated German person walked up through the queue saying "don't worry everyone, I'm not cutting in front! I just want to see what's going on up here! [why we're all waiting (because there's only 1 person for eu citizens) ]". He looked at me "why are you not going to one of the three!! Go to one of them!" I said "I'll go to the first one available" and he was a bit angry. An American behind me said "no this is faster! We'll go to the first one available!" and then that guy started abusing the german mildly. I was a bit sleep deprived. This confirmed my stereotyping a bit.

Bags arrived slowly. Bike was fine.

Outside the airport I asked a taxi driver how much he would charge to drive me to my place. He said something like 100-150 euros. Whoa! He said "that's like 50km and 5 train changes!" I thought he was a scammer. I told him I'd looked it up on google maps and it was 1 train change. I navigated my way to the train and it was 1 change and 16 euros for me and the bike.

On the train, I had an out of body experience and saw this green landscape around me and lots of people riding around out there. I probably caught an S train and then the U5 to my stop. When I got on the U5 I was struggling a bit with carrying both my bike with bags attached, a backpack on me, and also my heavy suitcase, while having flow across the world. People were helpful though.

I landed in Munich at something like 1:30pm. By the time I got to my hotel I think I bought some food (shops close on Sunday) and then probably crashed around 5pm.





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