Not really a fun day in Germany.
I don’t really want to write about Dachau today. I visited the Concentration Camp today because my pop said I had to see it if I was here. I’m here, I saw it, it’s evil and I don’t want to talk about it!
Instead, I’m gonna tell you the Ausfahrt story. When I was driving from the airport in Munich to Ulm I kept passing this sign on the Autobahn, Ausfahrt…Ausfahrt…what the…and I was actually DUMB ENOUGH to ask, what is this place Ausfahrt? You’ll never find it…I keep getting off the Ausfahrt exit and I run into some suburb of Ausfahrt.
Well, I’m gonna keep looking. I even have a Sweatshirt that says…Where the heck is Ausfahrt Germany? Yeah yeah yeah…The Germans think it’s funny!
You know that sign on my forehead? It’s multi-lingual!
Let me share the view from my hotel room too!