Wednesday, January 19, 2005

Last night: (post dated)

Went to German restaurant with friends for dinner. German restaurants arn't bad, although I think I have been quoted as calling Germany "the culinary armpit of the world", and on occasion a good hardy German meal of some form of pork and lots of potatoes hits the spot. More importantly good German restaurants, best quality indicators are the darkness, dinginess, and obsceneness, have the best beer taps. Mmmm, German beer. Anyhow I ordered the pigs knuckle.

Went to Ocean's 12, in spite of bad reviews for other people I know. It was great. High quality acting form the majority of the cast. Story wasn't bad either. To add to the experience I brought Mojitos for in cinema service. They really weren’t that good, but try finding fresh mint in the wintertime in Germany. "Frische Minz, im dies Zeit: Ha," was the general response I got as I searched.

Went to Sophien Club. Was turned away because the toilets were broken, but told to come back in an hour.

Went to AM-PM (A ridiculous tourist club), was turned away because Jeremy's shoe wern't cool enough.

Went to the Alien Bar that has no sign, is in the back of an alley, and to enter you have to ring a door-bell. This may sound strange but in Berlin the more mystery and hype you put around a place the better the Berni's like it. We were admitted to this bar; at least through the door. We made our cocktail selections and I proceeded to the bar to place make the purchase order. A few minutes later the bar Frau returns: "Foto maken ist verboten" (No pictures).
Me with no camera: "Wie Bitte?" (What are you saying you daffy German)
Barmaid: "Sein Fruunden" (Your friends), pointing across the room. Apparently to help with the shroud of mystery there can be now physical evidence that the bar exists.
Me: "Ach, ja" (Oh), I stand and wait for the drinks.
Barmaid: "HALLO, erzaehlen ihnen" (HELLO, tell them)
Me: "Sie koennen, ich aus durf nicht moechte sehen." (You, can don’t want to look like an idiot.)

Went back to Sophian Club, where the toilets were apparently fixed. Dance and enjoyed the remainder of the morning ignoring the fate to come.
In the wee hours of the morning we left the club and headed home. We came to the corner where I was to go left and the others were going to go right. It is here that I said good bye to my good friend Jeremy. Cheers mate, see you soon.

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