Munich - The Train

So I was going to write about the drinking team in the beer gardens (Scott and Dave, we are so starting something cause it is awesome!), but I could write about the "Disney Castle" or even the Nutella that exploded in my purse (grr). I think, however, that I will tell our story of running over the train tracks.
It was one of those kinds of moments that makes me really sad that it was so exciting that I forgot to take out my camera (ie. no picture). In order to get to the castles, Füssen, we tranferred trains both ways in a place called Buchloe. On the way back, our train arrived around 8:17 and the next train left at 8:21. The sign in Buchloe said that it left from the same track that we arrived at which is confusing: why did we get off the train then? Some of us, seeing as it was 8:20 jumped back onto the train, including two people with bikes. The train started to move, but it was going the wrong way and we all freaked out and tried to open the doors to jump off before it started moving too fast (we were still at the station at this point basically). However, they lock the doors once it's moving so we started to settle down a bit figuring that we would just get off at the next town and come back from there. But then the train stopped. 100 metres from the station and we were sitting there on the tracks with the doors locked. Even if we'd wanted to we couldn't jump off the stopped train and run illegally across the tracks and back to the station. There was a train sitting right next to us on a different set of tracks. It was stopped and clearly meant to move into the same track number we had been on, and then it changed it's direction sign and said that it was bound for München which confirmed that it was in fact the train we were meant to be on. There was a driver in the front of it who did notice that we were waving at him and since our train was pretty much shut down for the night, meaning that no one should be on it, he called over (sounding quite stressed about it) and the driver at the front of our train (many, many cars from where we were) unlocked the doors and so we all jumped out and got helped onto the other train. Trains are very high when you are not at the station, reminiscent of me hopping up into Laura's truck, but worse.
The good thing was that we got to pick our seats on the train. But I guess we had all just missed the conneciton or something (which is stupid because that's all these two trains really do is ship people between Munich and the castles) so we sat at the station in Buchloe until the next leaving time which was 8:55. All around not too bad but we were exhausted from the early morning and the late night (giggly roommates) and walking to the sommerrodelbahn - which was cheaper than the first one I went on - so when we got back to Munich we found some street food, cause it was cheap, checked the internet, and went to bed.
Today we chilled in the Englischer Garten and watched some river surfers which was pretty sweet and now Eric wants to go on a road trip to Tofino when he gets back but before class starts (anyone wanting to go is now warned!).
I think that's enough for now. It's raining again so we're going to finish up and run back to the hostel.
Auf Wiedesehen.