So they sent me to germany with xanax, duty free. PART I
Actually not but here are the good photos from my Trip.
So I went to the chapel to pray that my plane doesn't go down until I give my presentation that I had been working on for weeks.
I praised Jesus much at the Dulles airport and then continued to his New Chapel as well
I was educated by His news just to make sure that I wouldn't fall the the heathen nonreligon that occupies Europe, especially around the time of Carnival.
So *zooomzooomzoooom* 12 hours or so of traveling later I make it to Nuremberg. I get out of the airport make my way to the Hotel. I swear I got lost because I ended up in a redlight district... seriously. I have this problem in Europe of finding every redlight district or even crappy strip bar instead of what I am actually looking for. But there is the holiday inn, right there in pimp city
And they don't rent rooms by the hour!
I finially get to the conference. I had about 2 hours before I gave my presentation. Before that however, we have the prettiest booth:
And our frige was full of Sake and Beer. Joffeson would have been in heaven. Ignore the fucking water bottle. Japanese never remember to pick their shit up because there are women there to do that for them.
So I wonder around the booth. Meet the people and don't make it obvious that I speak the German. In fact one of the people on the train back to the hotel even had to ask me because I was translating some things for Masaki-san and was caught. Anyway, the presentation, basically it did not happen because Masaki-san informed the Sojitz people (the booth we basically crashed), that I would be there at 11.15, which at that time I was still technically in the air.
Die.
I just explored to the BioFach organic fair because of incompetence on the Japanese part. Let's just say something about organic food. There are two types of people operating in organic food, zealots, and people who could care less and just like the fact that they have a job where they can call people dirty hippies (I fall in this category).
It's organic, which means it's good for you. Hell its probably ok to stick in your asshole.
Right next to that booth:
Texas flavored fake meat for the lacto-ovo vegetarian. Obviously it's not for people who really stopped eating meat for the moraity of the whole thing. I'm still confused on what the states of Kentucky and Texas taste like. I must make phone calls to confirm their taste. I'm going to bet like shit.
END PART I
So I went to the chapel to pray that my plane doesn't go down until I give my presentation that I had been working on for weeks.
I praised Jesus much at the Dulles airport and then continued to his New Chapel as well
I was educated by His news just to make sure that I wouldn't fall the the heathen nonreligon that occupies Europe, especially around the time of Carnival.
So *zooomzooomzoooom* 12 hours or so of traveling later I make it to Nuremberg. I get out of the airport make my way to the Hotel. I swear I got lost because I ended up in a redlight district... seriously. I have this problem in Europe of finding every redlight district or even crappy strip bar instead of what I am actually looking for. But there is the holiday inn, right there in pimp city
And they don't rent rooms by the hour!
I finially get to the conference. I had about 2 hours before I gave my presentation. Before that however, we have the prettiest booth:
And our frige was full of Sake and Beer. Joffeson would have been in heaven. Ignore the fucking water bottle. Japanese never remember to pick their shit up because there are women there to do that for them.
So I wonder around the booth. Meet the people and don't make it obvious that I speak the German. In fact one of the people on the train back to the hotel even had to ask me because I was translating some things for Masaki-san and was caught. Anyway, the presentation, basically it did not happen because Masaki-san informed the Sojitz people (the booth we basically crashed), that I would be there at 11.15, which at that time I was still technically in the air.
Die.
I just explored to the BioFach organic fair because of incompetence on the Japanese part. Let's just say something about organic food. There are two types of people operating in organic food, zealots, and people who could care less and just like the fact that they have a job where they can call people dirty hippies (I fall in this category).
It's organic, which means it's good for you. Hell its probably ok to stick in your asshole.
Right next to that booth:
Texas flavored fake meat for the lacto-ovo vegetarian. Obviously it's not for people who really stopped eating meat for the moraity of the whole thing. I'm still confused on what the states of Kentucky and Texas taste like. I must make phone calls to confirm their taste. I'm going to bet like shit.
END PART I