Forty-five minutes in Germany feels like a breath of fresh air. Although only two hours by plane from Barcelona, I already feel continents away. Such is the diversity and cultural magnitude of Europe.
Bavarian countryside from above.
Resting on the S-Bahn into central Munich, the silence of the smooth train car is deafening. The dark-haired, fair-skinned woman across from me snacks on a pretzel sandwich and coffee, while carefully brushing away crumbs from her long chiffon floral skirt. I feel under-dressed in my black leggings, t-shirt, denim jacket, and Chuck Taylors. The casual street style of Barcelona has claimed another victim.
Emerald pastures and seemingly symmetrical groves of trees whiz past outside as the crowded-yet-mute train car tip-toes through the Bavarian countryside. Fatigue from travel and my morning rise time of 4:40 a.m. attempts to consume me, but the adrenaline of a new city and new challenges pumps me full of energy.