Well, to keep with the tradition of Oktoberfest, I drank a little more German beer last night. Andy, the bavarian guy I think I mentioned before, and I went out in search of a bar somewhere to chill for the night. First we checked out the two Irish pubs that Andy knew of. Dead. Well, considering it was a Tuesday night, I understand why. After a little more walking (one block) we arrived at another bar. The place was a hole in the wall kinda place. It was tiny, cramped, and had lots of weird people.
It was awesome. It reminded me of all the downtown champaign bars I had been to. But this bar was a little bit different than the others back in the states. They actually played good music at this one a la Offspring, Green Day, and die Ärzte (Ill explain that one later). The bar was called Scwabing 40, and I expect I will be visiting it again tonight.
I have not actually ever been to a bar with bartenders as cool as the guys that were there. I guess its just a Germany thing.
Well, I have kind of been lax on the entries for a few weeks now, but I have finally started enjoying my time here. You say finally? Well, yeah, truthfully, my first few weeks here were pretty rough for me. Reading Holler's blog didnt exactly help either. I cant suggest that I felt the same loss that he did, but I am no longer able to see any of the people that I have come to know over the past 6 years. Well, that, and I dont have my sleeping chair anymore.
Im used to knowing virtually everyone and always being able to chill over in someone's room or apartment. There was always a party to attend....a bar to go to...or some paintball to play. However, once I got here, I had none of that. I didnt know a single person, and I didnt know what to do to pass the time without someone to talk to. That's why I was online so often and why I actually updated my blog (or tried to).
Finally though, for the first time since I've been here, I've actually been enjoying my time, and I haven't had to worry about what I would do the next day so I didnt get stuck alone in my room.
First though, I might as well update you on my situation. I was forced to move away from all of this nice stuff into the Studentenstadt. Translated into English this means student city. Its not all bad, but its hella loud. Picture a place like the six pack. Multiply by 6, and that is what I live in right now. There are bars in most of the large buildings, and its always really loud. Ive already suceeded to meet a few people there. One of them is an American girl who lives on my floor. Shes pretty cool, but doesnt really speak much german.
But anyway, back to the coolness.
Basically in the last week of living in my last apartment, I finally got to know my roommates well. I hung out alot with my German roommate Flo, and I met alot of his friends. Apparently a true Bavarian knows how to open a beer bottle more than 40 different ways. I can now successfully do it with a knife, spoon, fork, lighter, cell phone, and my keys. They dont use bottle openers here. Needless to say, I found more than a few drinking buddies here in Germany.
I met another Andy this past week. He's a German guy from Bavaria as well, and he is friends with Flo. He lives in the Studentenstadt by me, and it sounds like Ill be hangin out with some crazy germans now that I live there.
This past week, an Italian girl Silvia visited our apartment. She apparently lived there until August, and she came back to visit Munich. I got to know her fairly well, and she was interested to know that I have some Italian family back at home. Needless to say we had some fun times at Oktoberfest and back at the ole apartment. We succeeded in drinking 2 bottles of Zambuca (italian liquor) in two days. On a side note, if you are in Germany, you dont just take a shot of it. You have to hold a shot-worth of the stuff in your mouth, open your mouth, and light the zambuca on fire. Its quite fun, and I have some video of me doing it. But yeah, hopefully Ill be able to go visit italy sometime this year now that I've met a real italian. Ironically, the day before Silvia came to visit, I had talked to my family on the phone. They heard that there were two Russian girls in my apartment, and warned me not to bring one back to the states like my Uncle Joe apparently did. However, my Aunt Phil did include that it would be perfectly fine if I brought home a nice Italian girl. Hmmm....
And about oktoberfest, I was there at least 8 times over the course of 3 weeks. I met alot of people while I was there, and it was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime experience. I drank alot of beer, and started collecting maß's. A maß is a german beer mug that holds a litre of beer. I think I mentioned it before, but I am now determined to bring home enough so we can use them as house mugs for parties and the like.
So yeah, I congradulate you if you managed to read all of this. I'll try to update more often so I dont have to ramble so much in my next entries. Other than that, hope everyone back home is having a blast. It sounds like you all are too.