Now that I'm back in Australia, I realised I had so much more to show from Munich. I can't recommend enough to go spend time in Munich if you're headed that direction. It was such a charming city, and for someone who only speaks a little German, you have many people who can help you on your way. I initially learnt German with an ex-boyfriend for a couple years; I can't recall clearly why we chose German as the language, but we ended up with it. Such a gruff, guttural language, that a lot of people feel is harsh. Though the more you hear it, and the more you speak it, you realise there is a beauty in the language.
The peculiarities, and directness of the language also speaks to the German people. As I started learning it, I began to understand the personality and manner of my German grandfather. He was always so particular about everything; even down to how he made his toast. If you've never seen a toast holder; it's a metal structure with gaps in between to hold your toast so it doesn't get soggy while on your plate. He used to use this toast holder every morning, and scrape a small amount of olive oil spread, and jam on his toast.
When it comes to the language though, my skills are pretty average. The first time I went to Germany, I felt on top of the world when I could have a conversation with an older lady about the post office. Small victories. Now my German language skills have descended into being able to order food and drink, however any response given back to me is usually met with a smile and a "ja", oblivious to what I've just agreed to.