So, I don’t really remember what happened today, please forgive me. But it’s pretty much a routine. My parents wake up with the boys and then take them to Starbucks, either one or both. There is one on Residenzstr. and one at Marienplatz. My dad is getting so confident with his navigation skills that either the trip is really short (correct) or they get really lost. Once they ended up in Schwabing, which is pretty far. They always go the wrong way when they go to MiniMal, don’t know why that is. Maybe that shopping center really throws off his sense of direction.

Anyways, we went to dinner at the HofBräuhaus and we were expecting it to be packed. I mean, it’s always packed, but at least there wasn’t a line. We could sit in the “non-smoking” area, but it’s such a joke because there’s so much smoke in there it doesn’t matter. But at least the person next to you isn’t smoking. We had the luxury of having a big table all to ourselves and we immediately got a pretzel for the boys. They were kind of grouchy but the good thing there is that they can kick and scream and basically it’s so loud that no one will hear them or care. Cool! It was a lot less stressful than the last dinner we went to because of 2 things. One, we weren’t stressed out about bothering other people, we were probably the quietest table. And two, I brought milk bottles, the secret weapon. I will never forget those again. Dinner was pretty good. I liked the chicken and everyone else liked their meals too. It’s not really a place to go all the time, but everyone should go just to see the sheer numbers of people crammed in there, all drinking beer and celebrating something or another.

It was raining outside, so we got soaking wet, even though we brought umbrellas. The “big” umbrella that I had isn’t adequate for 2. Oh well. The boys were the dryest and super cozy with the stroller cover.