Dear Diary,
as it seams, some people are anticipating a report from the last weekend and I won't be teasing them anymore. Here it goes:
littleshakes13 had to work on a fair in Munich and due to clever dealing, she was allowed to stay for the rest of the week. I had to pick her up on Thursday evening. We talked several times on the phone and the last time she told me, they are "just having a drink".
Went to Marienplatz and waited, until she showed up. Finally I saw her. She on the other hand didn't see me. Why? Simple. The girl was a tad bit drunk. Littles hugged me and kissed me and then she told me to find a loo right now, because she had to pee.
We hurried home (with one stop) and there I realised how drunk she actually was. She had drunken 4 cocktails without hardly eating all day. Good planing. Then she tried to nibble on my neck or kiss me, until she fell asleep exhaustedly. I had to wake her up for the pizza, we'd ordered. So much for catching up. *snort*
Friday started early. *shudder* I had taken the day off, so we could sleep and relax and do whatever we wanted to, but no, we both were awake around 8 am. Yes, hell must have frozen over. After a cold-Pizza-breakfast, I went to the bathroom first.
Anybody remembering my adventures with the construction workers on my balcony? Littles knocked on the bathroom door and told me, to put some clothing on before going into my room, because she had met them, while smoking outside. I would have walked around naked, again, so thanks for saving me, sweety. *smooch*
Then Littles' Wellness-Weekend started. I haven't seen somebody enjoy a shower that much in quite a while. She came out of the bathroom, giggling about how lovely it was to have a decent water pressure in a shower. She even got a massage for her hurting back. (Me is good host, yes, good host.)
It was time for shopping. First groceries. Again I had to deal with a very happy Littles. She hopped through the store, putting weird things into our cart and when she saw the Kohlrabi, I thought she'd start crying out of joy. It was just stupid Kohlrabi, but obviously you can't buy it in England and she had been missing it... I felt like a generous big sister with a kid in a candy store. :D
The rest of our afternoon went by fast as we shopped some more in Munichs major shopping mile. God save us from the bookstores! Littles and I had to save each other several times from a "need-attack". ("I know, you'd like to have this series, but it's 10 books and you don't have the money." - "But I need it!" - "No, you don't." - *pout*)
Then we stopped for a couple of street musicians. Two guys in babyblue sweaters playing xylophone and metalophone. They were funny as hell and played such lovely music, a mixture of classic and modern songs. Littles and I stood and listened for quite some time before we went to the trainstation to pick up sus41.
There was still time left until Sus was supposed to arrive, so we sat down and took read in our new books. I peeked into Dieter Nuhr's Gibt es intelligentes Leben?. First there was snorting, then giggling, then laughter. Littles wanted to know, what was so funny and I started reading to her. Munichs Central Station is huge, but we could be heard halfway through it. After several pages a woman stood in front of us.
"Excuse me, what are you reading? I want that book!"
When Harry met Sally anyone?
Finally, our dear Sus arrived. And she didn't cry, when we hugged her. She didn't cry the whole weekend! That's a record. Littles and I both lost our bets. *pout*
We wanted to go out that evening, but after storing Sus' stuff at ma apartment, we didn't make it out. Ordered some food, chatted a lot and whoops, Littles was falling asleep on us again! But it had been Sus, who drank that bottle of wine...
Saturday started early again. *sigh* We had a huge breakfast and a lazy afternoon, until we went out for watching me new favourite movie Wer früher stirbt, ist länger tot. My flatmate Anja joined us and the girls got on well. Good thing. So we arrived in the cinema, talking and laughing and no, we weren't sticking out. Nope. Nobody looked at us. Nobody at all.
I guess all those guys feared we'd talk through the movie, but no, we were just enjoying it and laughing at the jokes. Littles even told me, she understood most of it. Well, Bavarian is not that simple for such a Northern Light...
After the movie it was time for Don Luca. Yumm, love the cocktails and the food. So much food again... We didn't stay very long, but it was enough to get 2 cocktails into each of us and then we bought one to go each... Oh well. At home, we started using Anja. In a very pleasant way for her. And for us.
Sus got a haircut and some dye, Littles a haircut, but I had to wait for the next day, because it was way to late when she had finished the other two.
Guess what happened next!
Right, Littles fell asleep on us, again. *snickers*
We watched TV, talked some more and finally went to bed around 3 am.
Next morning, Sunday, not nice. Getting up is never fun. And it was bloody early again. But this time, I didn't have to buy the bread and rolls, it was Littles turn. Though I wished I had her visiting the bakery on video. It must have been quite interesting to see her reacting to all this fresh baked, good old German bread... *snort*
Sooner then we liked, we had to go to the Train Station to see Sus off. Littles had a date with an old friend of hers. So I went home and Anja started working on my hair. Dyeing and a cut. God, I needed that.
Around 6 pm, Littles showed up again, packed the rest of her stuff (all those groceries...) and I brought her to the S-Bahn. *sniff*
All in all it was a lovely few days, I had a great time and enjoyed seeing the girls again. Sus is coming back in February for a Sunrise Avenue concert, for which I have already ordered the ticket. Anja is also coming.
And maybe we'll be able to see all the other Cage-Girls soon, too.
Miss you already. *hugs*
littleshakes13 had to work on a fair in Munich and due to clever dealing, she was allowed to stay for the rest of the week. I had to pick her up on Thursday evening. We talked several times on the phone and the last time she told me, they are "just having a drink".
Went to Marienplatz and waited, until she showed up. Finally I saw her. She on the other hand didn't see me. Why? Simple. The girl was a tad bit drunk. Littles hugged me and kissed me and then she told me to find a loo right now, because she had to pee.
We hurried home (with one stop) and there I realised how drunk she actually was. She had drunken 4 cocktails without hardly eating all day. Good planing. Then she tried to nibble on my neck or kiss me, until she fell asleep exhaustedly. I had to wake her up for the pizza, we'd ordered. So much for catching up. *snort*
Friday started early. *shudder* I had taken the day off, so we could sleep and relax and do whatever we wanted to, but no, we both were awake around 8 am. Yes, hell must have frozen over. After a cold-Pizza-breakfast, I went to the bathroom first.
Anybody remembering my adventures with the construction workers on my balcony? Littles knocked on the bathroom door and told me, to put some clothing on before going into my room, because she had met them, while smoking outside. I would have walked around naked, again, so thanks for saving me, sweety. *smooch*
Then Littles' Wellness-Weekend started. I haven't seen somebody enjoy a shower that much in quite a while. She came out of the bathroom, giggling about how lovely it was to have a decent water pressure in a shower. She even got a massage for her hurting back. (Me is good host, yes, good host.)
It was time for shopping. First groceries. Again I had to deal with a very happy Littles. She hopped through the store, putting weird things into our cart and when she saw the Kohlrabi, I thought she'd start crying out of joy. It was just stupid Kohlrabi, but obviously you can't buy it in England and she had been missing it... I felt like a generous big sister with a kid in a candy store. :D
The rest of our afternoon went by fast as we shopped some more in Munichs major shopping mile. God save us from the bookstores! Littles and I had to save each other several times from a "need-attack". ("I know, you'd like to have this series, but it's 10 books and you don't have the money." - "But I need it!" - "No, you don't." - *pout*)
Then we stopped for a couple of street musicians. Two guys in babyblue sweaters playing xylophone and metalophone. They were funny as hell and played such lovely music, a mixture of classic and modern songs. Littles and I stood and listened for quite some time before we went to the trainstation to pick up sus41.
There was still time left until Sus was supposed to arrive, so we sat down and took read in our new books. I peeked into Dieter Nuhr's Gibt es intelligentes Leben?. First there was snorting, then giggling, then laughter. Littles wanted to know, what was so funny and I started reading to her. Munichs Central Station is huge, but we could be heard halfway through it. After several pages a woman stood in front of us.
"Excuse me, what are you reading? I want that book!"
When Harry met Sally anyone?
Finally, our dear Sus arrived. And she didn't cry, when we hugged her. She didn't cry the whole weekend! That's a record. Littles and I both lost our bets. *pout*
We wanted to go out that evening, but after storing Sus' stuff at ma apartment, we didn't make it out. Ordered some food, chatted a lot and whoops, Littles was falling asleep on us again! But it had been Sus, who drank that bottle of wine...
Saturday started early again. *sigh* We had a huge breakfast and a lazy afternoon, until we went out for watching me new favourite movie Wer früher stirbt, ist länger tot. My flatmate Anja joined us and the girls got on well. Good thing. So we arrived in the cinema, talking and laughing and no, we weren't sticking out. Nope. Nobody looked at us. Nobody at all.
I guess all those guys feared we'd talk through the movie, but no, we were just enjoying it and laughing at the jokes. Littles even told me, she understood most of it. Well, Bavarian is not that simple for such a Northern Light...
After the movie it was time for Don Luca. Yumm, love the cocktails and the food. So much food again... We didn't stay very long, but it was enough to get 2 cocktails into each of us and then we bought one to go each... Oh well. At home, we started using Anja. In a very pleasant way for her. And for us.
Sus got a haircut and some dye, Littles a haircut, but I had to wait for the next day, because it was way to late when she had finished the other two.
Guess what happened next!
Right, Littles fell asleep on us, again. *snickers*
We watched TV, talked some more and finally went to bed around 3 am.
Next morning, Sunday, not nice. Getting up is never fun. And it was bloody early again. But this time, I didn't have to buy the bread and rolls, it was Littles turn. Though I wished I had her visiting the bakery on video. It must have been quite interesting to see her reacting to all this fresh baked, good old German bread... *snort*
Sooner then we liked, we had to go to the Train Station to see Sus off. Littles had a date with an old friend of hers. So I went home and Anja started working on my hair. Dyeing and a cut. God, I needed that.
Around 6 pm, Littles showed up again, packed the rest of her stuff (all those groceries...) and I brought her to the S-Bahn. *sniff*
All in all it was a lovely few days, I had a great time and enjoyed seeing the girls again. Sus is coming back in February for a Sunrise Avenue concert, for which I have already ordered the ticket. Anja is also coming.
And maybe we'll be able to see all the other Cage-Girls soon, too.
Miss you already. *hugs*