Halloween/My Birthday
oh man...talk about ridiculousness.
The germans have just started importing Halloween from the states, basically as another excuse to party, as if there weren't enough of those already...
in my building there are floor parties just about every other week, sometimes twice in one week. so on halloween our floor threw a little one just for everybody who lived on the floor, and there was a huge one on the 12th floor. it was 5 euro all you can drink for everybody on my floor (you know that's gotta end up hurting). it was nice to just hang out with people - though i was dressed up as a freaking goth. wewt/disgusting. it was quite fun, chris, my fulbright scholar friend who lives on the floor above me came down to our floor and hung out with us and watched the really drunk german guys sing some traditional folk song...and then when everyone was sufficiently shitfaced we wandered down to the 12th floor. people didn't quite get the concept though that at a halloween party its totally lame if you aren't dressed up.
oh well, they've just started with halloween apparently within the last 2-3 years. they've got some time to catch on.
and then...there was my birthday.
dear god. i make it sound in these entries like all i do over here is drink, which is really not true (okay germans do like to drink, but i swear i go to school and do other stuff too)...but when you turn 21, you need to drink.
we went out to a swanky bar in schawbing, which is kinda like a mix between capitol hill and the udistrict in seattle. i had 5 delicious drinks, all paid for by my wonderful friends (thank you all), and after about 3 hours of chilling and talking and drinking we decided it was time to move on to a club.
this club is called Nachtgalerie, i had been there once before and it was packed...a little bit of an expensive entry, but then drinks are about .50-3.00. you can probably guess how that ended up for me. people love to buy you drinks when they're only 50 cents a shot. my irish friend Gemma led me around to do the irish birthday tradition of 21 kisses(?) which was amusing, and pretty much my last coherent memory of the night. also there was a german guy who shared my birthday, he was 21 and at the same club...completely random and weird, but i guess we were buddies.
overall, a fun birthday. thanks to everyone who came!
The germans have just started importing Halloween from the states, basically as another excuse to party, as if there weren't enough of those already...
in my building there are floor parties just about every other week, sometimes twice in one week. so on halloween our floor threw a little one just for everybody who lived on the floor, and there was a huge one on the 12th floor. it was 5 euro all you can drink for everybody on my floor (you know that's gotta end up hurting). it was nice to just hang out with people - though i was dressed up as a freaking goth. wewt/disgusting. it was quite fun, chris, my fulbright scholar friend who lives on the floor above me came down to our floor and hung out with us and watched the really drunk german guys sing some traditional folk song...and then when everyone was sufficiently shitfaced we wandered down to the 12th floor. people didn't quite get the concept though that at a halloween party its totally lame if you aren't dressed up.
oh well, they've just started with halloween apparently within the last 2-3 years. they've got some time to catch on.
and then...there was my birthday.
dear god. i make it sound in these entries like all i do over here is drink, which is really not true (okay germans do like to drink, but i swear i go to school and do other stuff too)...but when you turn 21, you need to drink.
we went out to a swanky bar in schawbing, which is kinda like a mix between capitol hill and the udistrict in seattle. i had 5 delicious drinks, all paid for by my wonderful friends (thank you all), and after about 3 hours of chilling and talking and drinking we decided it was time to move on to a club.
this club is called Nachtgalerie, i had been there once before and it was packed...a little bit of an expensive entry, but then drinks are about .50-3.00. you can probably guess how that ended up for me. people love to buy you drinks when they're only 50 cents a shot. my irish friend Gemma led me around to do the irish birthday tradition of 21 kisses(?) which was amusing, and pretty much my last coherent memory of the night. also there was a german guy who shared my birthday, he was 21 and at the same club...completely random and weird, but i guess we were buddies.
overall, a fun birthday. thanks to everyone who came!
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