Today was a travel day, from Zurich to Munich. Well, Munchen, give or take some high-bit characters. I don't know why exactly the city has a different name in English than it does in German. Odd, but not for me to say what's right or not here. Not my language, nor my city.The train trip was about four hours, and the scenery was quite nice. Hugo, Larry, Damian, Allison, and Gloria (Larry's wife) shared a first class compartment. Which basically means we had a glass door, a bit more space, and reserved seating. Not particularly fancier than the other seats, but being able to be together was nice.We got into Munich around 2PM, and it was a reasonably quick walk a few blocks to the hotel. I was staying at the St Paul, mainly because I knew Jos and Ann were staying there. Ann, alas, couldn't make it, but Pete Sargent, Artur Bergman and his girlfriend, and Andreas Koenig (along with a few others) were there. It took more than two hours of walking around to finally find the conference venue. Streets in Munich are... interestingly marked, with streets often changing names depending on which side of the intersection you were on, and I was generally on the wrong side. The "map" (a word I use with some caution) didn't help. Luckily the building was plastered with YAPC flyers, so when I finally saw it from the right side getting in was no problem.I'd arranged to have dinner with Jos at 6, so I headed back to the hotel, which is where I bumped into Artur. We hung out with Artur's girlfriend and Pete Sargent, waiting for Jos to show up. That happened at around 7:30--apparently there was a late start on the head end.Dinner was at the restaurant down the street, and a grand time was had. We accumulated another dozen or so folks from YAPC we gathered, and, well, it was just darned fun.