Augustiner Hell

The next day waking up a little worse for wear, we headed back into Munich to do our bit for the local tourism. After walking around for an hour or so trying to get some heat back into our partially frozen bodies, we ended up in the Augustiner beer hall (the one across the road from the Hofbrau Haus). Both Rich and I ordered a pork dish each, of which I barely touched and I ordred a German Pils (as a radler, I was struggling) and Rich opted for the Dunkel. I can't comment on the beer too much due to my declined and hungover status forcing me into the world of mixed drinks, but Rich reports his Dunkel was awesome. I was on struggle street big time, barely eating my lunch and having difficulty drinking my diluted beer. A sleep was in order, so I headed back to the camping grounds for a couple of hours shut eye. I needed to sort myself out if I was to have a big night again! Website