New Year's Eve
So headed off to the Kazabra Club on Vogelweh but Pat was bored so shortly after food went out and I grabbed a sandwich to make our cover charge worth something we bailed and went to the shoppette to buy some alchohol, a frozen pizza, small frozen pies. Then we went home and were shocked and amazed as most of the Germans in our small village lite fireworks. Not just a few but lots of them and large ones and all that from the middle of the street. There were fireworks all around our apartment. It was so crazy. It was like immersion therapy for people who are freaked out by fireworks. Now we are drinking left over cheap champagne with cranberry juice.