GRooooßer Beistrag was 55:00
I get just the first signs of depression.
Welcome back. Welcome back. Welcome back. will zurüüüüück!
Here it is bad. D'heard it rain sometimes with?
Italy was so beautiful. and funny.
The final trip to the Italian Riviera in 2006 designed as a fun
companies more or less responsible
New adult. A comical interlude (hor!) of 36 highly motivated
classmates, a cold-made and forever lost champagne bottle
in the sea of crazed hotel owners of community drinking
and EssOrgien, self-conscious Russian-born Parfümeriefüherinnen
small weaknesses in the German language, from nervous
border experiences during the bus trip, from a perfectly formed Postcards (Anja: respect), of purple hair, of
missed Carpooling from cute sunburn, and 5 € Cappuccino
in Monte Carlo with Formula 1 style.
25.05.2006. Our great leader of the pack ("Berger King") Götz, very familiar with the idiosyncrasies of his fellow students
, summarily ordered all of half an hour earlier
. Finally, celebrated the Lords of Creation Men's Day. Were all first
case and beer bottles were stored well, it also already happening: 900km south,
next stop: Finale Ligure.
Namely with unexpectedly sober alcohol level. For our boys
turned out the mile to the first break yet as the test. Thus, the
parks had before a Bavarian (or Frankish?) Citizens for a dozen King
beer noses used as toilets saving nature. Happy and well fed
went further then, so we respect after many experiments, the
sleeping in a bus seating positions soon arrived in cozy, warm Italy.
puffing, we reached our hostel quite comfortable ausschau border. The three-star Hotel Noris
offered balconies with sea views, decent bathroom, no mehrfüßigen
crawling insects and was only about 300m from the beach. However, as the crow flies. For the
beautiful sandy beach separated the estimated 600 tourists and 60% felt
gradient. Of these, of course, nothing stood in the catalog.
And nothing very thin from the room turns, the noise-sensitive hotelier
the noisy street location and the constant recycled food.
Sometimes it was lucky among us, the first alternate from Autogebrumme
and then woke up from the cold to be connected to the Spartan
to enjoy breakfast. At least the group led by Bertie-Roberto (optionally Olaf)
Christian and it seemed to taste. As they watched the hungry hyenas every night
on the remains of the girl mäklichen and left a huge pile of plates.
was at all the trip a great opportunity to know his classmates closer
learn. And oh oh. What unimagined depths of the characters were doing on there. * G *
Jördis chatted unusually open out of school and are well-known
Sandra converted to proven drinking France lover who would do willingly follow
Italian men with a dark aura and Glühstummel
in dark doorways. :) Fabio
managed after 2 h in Finale Ligure with his room key in swimming trunks jumping into
Meerzu and Jan E. but actually found the again!
pathetic but kinda cute: a demolished Christian's backside
glasses made sure that the poor little helpless Theresa wandered through the
really nice cities. Your search for delicious French cakes
("gâteau Yes, where?") And the visit of the Milan Cathedral
("What is it on because the picture? Can someone describe me? Sandra is what the
up there?" ) proved so difficult for them.
My humble self? The usual.
My morning vocal delivery in the shower brought Frieda to
crazy. Your pathetic attempt to me with a Coke bottle neutralize
was so in the pants that she almost tumbled off the bed. A feat
they previously demonstrated on the evening, just before Peter and Anne into the room
snowy describe vividly to us her falling asleep.
The visit was unexpected, so that Frieda naked wrapped in towels and blankets
sat on the bed and remained helpless because Udo and Daniel also joined us too
. :) Me and Frieda, moreover, the absolute jackpot room
have gotten. A three-bedroom for two people (while elsewhere 4Mann
rumschlugen with three beds), a great balcony overlooking the sea
(no traffic noise), huge closets, warm water (not everywhere),
many ceiling (where the other night abfroren the butt), and only we could
with a convenient door handle to leave the room without any worries. We often talked
but anyway there on (with the exception of the last evening when we turned our beds
in a grain of sea:])
in intimate community, I was irritated by Anja with permanent anti-Italian
utterances ("Vive la France!" ), successfully infected several people with my
Geträllere and bribed with a unique talent, always 5 minutes after we are of our
Caffé gone off to have to go to the bathroom. But I also
learned a lot. For example, that a 5 € Cappuccino no better
tastes as 2.75 € Milka - Family Package from buying land that you should not just kill
a red wine if you want to fall asleep without turning worm that I
hate sleeping on the bus that to fuel up and on the balcony overlooking the sea, the
first rays of sun is 100 times better than waking up normally,
- finally - that spaghetti Karbonara are divine from Italy's Restaurant
, the noodles from the hotel kitchen (especially the tuna) however gräuslich.
Achso, not to forget that just the Côte d'Azur and the Riviera are awesome.
In the 5 days we held on stopovers in Guinea .. .. Genuia. nope. Genoa
(rather musty port city), Cannes, Nice and Grasse, the perfume ultimate metropolis.
made in perfumery we acquainted with a nice lady who told us the
world of essences and eau de toilettes. The guide was sweetened by
their small language difficulties. It took a whole 10 minutes, before we had
out that it means by "nose" is actually the perfumers and
further 5 min, until I met my threats of laughter had successfully suppressed.
Much to smile it was also with our groovy Italian tour guide
"Marko", which explored with us the Formula 1 circuit of Monaco . Here we found
edged million yachts, Princess Stephanie and Prince Ernst beating
August. Another highlight of the trip awaiting us in Milan showy with their
Old Town. She has huge ancient building, a post-Proll,
a large cathedral, and delicious restaurant with exceptionally friendly waiters. My
40cm Pizza "Elsa" cost me a paltry € 10, was their price and
long but worth waiting. Since the first day we took before, namely,
along the lines of "The Bucket List", our holiday with a genuine Italian
to crown monster pizza. hmmmmmmmmmm, Leeck!
But Milan and Italy said farewell to take it one day, * * heul,
but not without a half hour for a group photo (my legs, my legs!) To pose
.
almost 12 hours, 30 minutes sleep, torn nerves and numerous dislocated neck vertebrae
later, now waiting for a never so beautiful looking bed -
silly and a time of 4 months vacation - for me. Nevertheless
: Je me souhaite de partir de nouveaux!
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o quotes:
Christian: "Fuck Fast Food, piss I need!"
Frieda: "If they wonder all the same, they need no longer
smell the prom."
Frieda: "How much costs this? ":]
Anja:" Can we only talk about the card and then write about
skin problems? "
Andrea:" This is Horst sauce "
Sandra [to Anya, who just a beautifully wrapped present from Christian received ]
"For you? For Männertag ":)
Annelie [completely serious and before the search]
chill "sparkling wine in the sea? Man, that's intelligent. You're really smart, "
hihi
Friederike:"? And where is the difference, "
Alex [charming as ever]:" With you I do not like to make you think the
even causing the firing pin "
Marko.: "Now you see how to make French pale." - bus turns
slowly around the bend, just past the oncoming car.
"look! More and more, more, more, more and more "...!]
owner [on 2 Evening], "Tomorrow you go!"
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