This Is the Middle Ages
Mille, Palle, Julian, Becca, and I made our way to the Tänzelfest in Kaufbeuren yesterday. After narrowly missing the train, hanging around at the station for an hour, and bumping into Steffi—who then came with us—we finally arrived. Mille and Palle were already drunk as skunks when we arrived, while Julian held back.
It was awesome, we met lots of people, because Alex and his buddy had just been in a fight and were looking for a quiet place in the Kochlöffel—thanks again to the blonde girl who spontaneously offered me her fries. Unfortunately, the evening was over relatively quickly for me because Becca had to go home early. I don’t know—yet—how the others got on.