Thursday, 28 May 2009

This wonderful evening was the night of the ultimate combination of drinking and dancing that you could ever wish for in Germany. It was the night of the TV Club. It was also the night the Gothic Festival was going to start. While waiting at the tram station in front of the main train station for Mike’s mentor and her friends to arrive, Adam and I were checking out the rather interesting dressed people arriving into Leipzig and those waiting at the tram station. We got the glimpse of a person in a pair of jeans with a cut in the jeans just below the buttocks. We were like “o yea, that’s nice,” but then, the person turned around. The person was a guy, and a pretty ugly one at that. He turned back around, and Mike had joined us, so we felt it was needed to play a joke on him and make him believe the guy was a girl, for he had turned back around and again you could not tell he was a guy. Once Mike find out, it was quite hilarious, and he immediately hated us for it.



We made it to the club and had to wait outside for an hour or so to be let in and once we got inside, we found out, to my amazement, that the club was still very empty. It was quite a disappointment, but we went ahead and ordered our drinks and awaited the arrival of everyone else that was supposed to come. When more people had shown up, we decided to play some Thumper since there was a giant round table for us to sit around. It was a good time for awhile, then people ran out of beer and, we sort of just dispersed and that was it for that game. On a complete separate note, I was wearing my Dirk Nowitzki jersey for the first time, so just keep that in mind. After awhile, I ran into Adam, and we started seeing whether or not I was the tallest in the club. There was one guy that was very close to beating me. He appeared to be taller than me. But he was wearing gym shoes, and I was wearing sandals, so I believed that I was the tallest while others tried to say that I was not the tallest. Shortly after this debate, I ran into some rather taller women who happened to be friends of one of the mentors. They were good lookers. I was thinking to myself “tall and beautiful; that’s a rare combination to come by, so I went over to talk chat with them for awhile. I don’t remember what was discussed as this quite some time ago now, and I am pretty sure I was already having a very good buzz going on at the time. I do remember I offered to buy them drinks, and they wanted Diesels. Since I was also a Diesel fan, I went ahead and ordered three of those suckers. Something happened either I disappeared or they disappeared after awhile, so I went on and roamed a little.

I eventually ran into Cor and realized that I had not been out on the dance floor yet, so we went out there and danced and danced and danced until she was too tired to dance. She left me, and I went over to Troy who was dancing a little further away with his mentor Anne and her friends. From that point on, I was dancing and drinking with them until the break of dawn, well close to it at least. Troy and I left around 4:30 in the morning to head back to our sleeping quarters, and that was that.