I am pleased to report that in the last three days, I have drunk a full liter of beer at the Hofbrauhaus; bought what is undoubtedly the trampiest shirt I have ever owned at a store called The New Yorker; worn it to extremely good effect in two separate discos, one of them filled with twentysomething whippersnappers grooving to club versions of '60s music, the other with thuggish-looking young Turks (literally) nodding to 50 Cent; and visited one palace (with two more to come tomorrow).
I am tired, I am sunburnt, and I have stories to tell.
Saturday, April 30, 2005
Getting down in Germany
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...thuggish-looking young Turks...
ReplyDeleteoh dear. remind me to tell you tales of my German adventures when I was 16...
Hey Cheryl!! Sounds like you're having/had a great time. We have to hang out this summer. Harry day is approaching.... :)
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