Saturday night, post-castles

We had half-thought to catch a night-train to Munich on Saturday night, but after researching prices of accomodations a bit, we opted to stay another night in Fussen. The train to Munich is only 2 hours, so as long as we were good about getting up early again, we could catch a 7am train that would put us in Munich by 9am. There wasn't much else to do in Fussen, so we thought we could spend Sunday in Munich during the day and catch a late train back to Berlin.

I wasn't really interested in paying quite as much as we had the night before in the guesthouse -- and nor did I want to hike the entire kilometer out to it and back to the train station at 6am. So we went to the Internet cafe and got online to look for some hostels. I found one with a website that said it was only 300m from the train station and the rates looked decent. That sounded like a much better option than walking more than half a mile in the morning. So off we went to find the Happy Sleep Hostel.

Yeah, that's right. The joint was called The Happy Sleep Hostel. We went to the door and as Sam tried to fiddle with the nob (it was closed and locked), a small, young Japanese woman opened the door. She looked a little frazzled and I wasn't sure that she was even working. But she spoke English and said that they had a room and it would be 23 Euro each -- significantly less expensive than the 35 each we had paid the night before. We were thrilled. We had to go get our bags from a locker at the train station and then we came back to the hostel. The woman came back down to let us in. She opened the door and Sam stepped by her and I was behind Sam. When you entered, there wasn't anywhere to go really except up the stairs, so I told Sam to start up. We both got a few steps up the stairs and then the woman told us that we could change into slippers any time we wanted -- and she pointed to the slipper shelves directly to the left of the staircase. Damn it -- that's twice now that we've screwed up with shoes. I immediately offered to change right away, but she got on the stairs behind us and said that later was fine. She sat us down to do the registration thing and pay and she showed us to our room -- Schloss Neuschwanstein. While we were registering, her son came out to run around -- a cute, energetic little kid (maybe 3 or 4 years old?). Anyway -- the room was clean and nice and even had a skylight. The bathrooms were separate from the rooms, as is often the case in hostels. This place probably had the cleanest bathrooms in hostel history and the tiniest one-toilet (no sink) bathroom ever seen. Also of note is the bed situation here in Germany. No where is there a bed bigger than a twin. Every place we've been to (even a Ramada) has just had two single beds pushed together. I guess it's for versatility -- but interesting nonetheless.

So we settled in to the Happy Sleep Hostel, got some dinner, and had a happy sleep for cheap.