We had a very full Saturday. I finished my packing in the morning, and Ruth was gracious enough to allow me to leave my key with her. Megan and I went to the post office so I could mail home some of my stuff instead of lugging it around for the next two weeks. I took her to the Muenster, and we climbed to the top of the steeple. I was pretty pleased with myself how much easier it was this time compared to my first time in early April. I was in better shape than Megan! We rushed to the train station afterward to catch the ICE to Munich.

In Munich, we went on a Mike's Bike Tour. Megan really liked it, but I thought the tour of Barcelona was better. It seemed too light on history, but maybe that's because I knew more about German history already. The tour guide was mega-hitting on Megan. After the tour, we were going to catch the S-Bahn to the Hauptbahnhof to catch our overnight train to Paris. Unfortunately, the subway wasn't running for some reason, so we ended up hoofing it all the way back to the station. We barely made it but did manage to catch our train.