Day 9: Tickets Are To Be Protected At All Costs

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                                             It’s such a shame that we play strangers,

                                                        No act to change what we’ve become.

 

Start Destination: Munich, Germany

End Destination: Munich, Germany

Via: Olympiahalle

 

8:39AM (GMT) / 9:39AM (Local Time)

 

Despite being the one to insist that we go to bed early, Rosie is still in bed as the rest of us eat breakfast.

I push some baked beans that Levi has cooked around my plate, cooking is a bit of an overstatement, he heated them up, and even so I can tell that Rosie’s talent at cooking does not run in the family.

And so I try to make it look like I’m eating as many of them as possible whilst not actually eating them.

El lets out a long sigh and I turn to look at her expectantly, it is clear she is annoyed about something.

“I really wanted to explore Munich,” she admits, “I don’t really know why but it’s one of those places I’ve always wanted to go. I guess there’s always next summer, presuming I want to spend the summer travelling.”

“Why don’t you two go without Rosie,” Levi suggests.

“That’s just mean,” I say, “we can’t leave her on her own.”

“I’ll be here,” Levi point out.

“I’m sure she’ll be thrilled about that,” I reply dryly.

“Well it’s a better idea than you two waiting god knows how long for her to wake up and get ready,” Levi tells me.

As I much as I do not want to admit it, I know that Levi has to have a point. So after a brief discussion with El about whether this is a friendship ruining thing, we turn to Levi with a brief nod of the head.

“Fine,” I say, “but if she wakes up then tell her to call us if she wants to meet up.”

Levi rolls his eyes at me worrying but confirms that he will none the less, before telling us that we do not need to finish the disgusting breakfast he has prepared if we do not want to.

“Are you sure you’re okay with being left behind?” I ask just as we are about to run up and get changed.

It has only just occurred to me whilst I am worrying about leaving Rosie behind, that that is exactly what we have been doing to her brother for the past few days. We have tended to assume he is okay without us, and maybe he is.

“I’m fine,” he tells me, shaking his head, “being alone is better than having to put up with you.”

His tone is teasing for the last phrase and I instantly stick my tongue out at him in response.

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