last weekend again ... I can now proudly report that they have taken all the tests more or less successfully behind me and how one can almost think this weekend was celebrating on the plan.
Friday evening, after the Chinese test everyday, it was again time for C's. The pub where beer is cheap and the walls have been closed. Unfortunately we had left most of the classmates in the lurch and there were initially only the German and Brazilian triumvirate Milly jumped on the dance floor and beer. Much later, after Filipino Lesley. After a warm-up Shot Tequila Milly and I ventured onto the dance floor, while Jan and Marcel from an American (I doubt, moreover, that he really was Ami) could spend Jägermeister. I packed my normal course dance / abspacken program Surprisingly, and earned a few side glances. A few western giants, who were a bit stiff in a corner, made clear to me with hand signals that they thought I was crazy. I did not get from such awkward Anmachversuchen naturally from the rest and drove my German Dance Moves continue until I gain by Jan and Marcel received. Our dance superiority was clearly occupied by gößrere accessible parts of the dance floor and more people are integrated into our group. In between, Mother Nature was noticeable and I had little time for dancing gods. Fortunately this time the toilet was not as dirty as the first time, and I also had to no vomiting in disgust Chinese dodge, but I passed another strange scene. In a room where about 80% of the people were Chinese, stood in the middle of a Westerner without T-shirt and was there also to get rid of his pants still while everything around him delighted cheered and clapped. As I passed the door I had not strapped directly what I had just seen and walked again 3 steps backwards to me to watch the spectacle with rest. Some girls had but me noticed. But before I took flight I was still going on short peasant workers an appreciative whistles, which made the group break out in even stronger, according Verzückungsrufe. In spirit I noted, never Strip games to play with the Chinese, if I'm not a hundred percent on the rules'm aware of.
On Saturday, Alex came in from Zhenjiang and we ran a standard tourist-round from People Square on Nanjing Road to the Bund. Then we changed nor the river to us much the city from the view quieter Pudong promenade. A visit to Starbucks later we then into the floor of the Jinmao Tower 88ten to have at the onset of a sunset view of Shanghai. It was unfortunately a bit smogig and so the distance vision was still significantly restricted by a yellow-colored veil from the sun.
went with flat feet it back home to break up shortly afterwards. The whole class had to Japanese food and arranged for 150 RMB's royal was then Sushi, sashimi, and how everything else is in abundance. It was still drunk so much beer and sake, that to maintain with advancing hour, the worried frown of the operation was worried furrows. Above all, a Dutch woman drove the excess with sake bombs-an (Sakeshot exes in beer glass). I drank the Sake rather normal, and did again ganbeien of beer and was (not surprisingly) also won well tipsy. After we were kicked out, more or less politely, we have then left our last money in a sports bar. Back home it was then Marcel "Munchy" Munch on the couch (which now legendary Shufu Shafa) relatively quickly snatched away and did not interrupt once blessed to be drooling for bribery and tender head crawl on my part (the touted imaginary chocolate cake I had before can not deliver). Alex has been withdrawn at some point in Marcel's bed, while Lesley and I have talked until dawn.
few hours later to have Alex and I again made the socks and Fakemarkt purchased the same. In addition, of course, again posing with strange hats and glasses. Despite tiredness, we even dared to still totally overcrowded Yuyuan a little faked ancient China to experience. Evening Alex had already gone back then, but has already announced that they're thinking in time to come back again. After the last two weeks we spent almost only in the apartment this weekend was a really exhausting welcome change.
know if you will, like Jan and Marcel exercise looks like some Learning hours:
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way I could hold back the H & M and not had to buy this bright pink T-shirt I have cleverly combined with the equally unremarkable neontürkisen Polo.
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