So my current location is at Emma Craig's humble abode in the very tall city of Frankfurt. I'd forgotten what sky scrapers were like- they are tall. Really tall. Frankfurt is a bit like the centre of London. It's full of businessy people and very tall buildings. Did I mention they are tall?
Clearly a few weeks without blogging has left me incapable of making any sense. Apologies in advance for how rambly and lacking in direction this entry will likely be.
So since my last entry, which detailed the Brits invading, I had a birthday and turned 21. To celebrate, I had fun party times in Köln with my family and friends. That sentence took a long time because I accidentally switched the keyboard to Russian (thanks, Emma's laptop!). Köln party times was really fun; we ate steak and went clubbing. Parents did not attend club, to the disappointment of us all. But the next day we all hung out by the Rhein and drank beer and ate currywurst, after climbing the Kölner Dom and looking out over the city. It was a very German afternoon.
I then had another week of school, which included teaching the terms "lightweight" and "slag" to my year 12s; they were doing a lesson on British stereotypes. Oh.
On Friday, just as I'd resigned myself to a night in, I heard the Spice Girls blasting out of one of my (all male) flatmates' rooms. When I went to investigate, I found two of them drinking beer, wearing coloured sunglasses and singing along at the top of their voices. Needless to say, I grabbed a beer out of the fridge, put on my heartshaped sunglasses and joined in. I ended up drunk at a party with some Germans I didn't know, until 3am. Unexpected evening of fun WIN.
Saturday I went to Köln, as is becoming part of my weekly routine, to go out with Maria. We went to a club, full of more lesbians than I have ever seen in one place. It was borderline terrifying. Still, it was a while since I'd been to a club that actually plays fun (bad) clubbing music, so I was well chuffed.
Right now, I am in Frankfurt. Me and Maxface went on what was going to be a two day trip, to see Emma Craig and Daniel Brooks, including a visit to Mainz, twin town to Watford. I can safely say Mainz was nothing like Watford, except for some annoying 18 year old chav equivalents that hassled us on the train home.
We've been here since Monday; it's now Thursday. To be fair, I have nowt to do back in Bochum and tonight we are going OUT! So I'm not gonna complain.
I hope that was a reasonable summary of the last few weeks. Expect another mammoth update when I'm back from Eastern Tour (Budapest, Bratislava, Vienna, YAY!) next Sunday. I heart Osterferien.
Dora.
xxx
Haha, can't believe you went to Mainz, every time I walk under that bridge over the High Street near TJ Hughes, with all the twin towns on it, I feel like I should try and visit all the towns one day. How do they decide which towns should be twinned? Let's face it, Watford can't exactly be a hot choice for towns around the world looking for twins - I imagine it as the town equivalent of the kid who's picked last for sports teams. Where was I? It's cool you're doing so much travelling through Germany, also that you end up at parties full of random German people, never happens to me, too many bloody English/American people here in Paris. Oh, I read your friend Max's blog as well, and I really liked it. Hope that doesn't seem too stalkery.
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