Today Has Been Completely Mad”

Re: Fri­day.

Ever had a day where, when you looked back, you won­der whether you actu­ally took place dur­ing the events that came to pass? A day where the catch­phrase was “Today Has Been Com­pletely Mad” and no one was actu­ally smil­ing when they said it? 22.02.02 was one of those days.

First things first: I sim­ply must apol­o­gise to Sarah if she thought her brother had dis­ap­peared from the face of the earth after read­ing my blogs that day (the fact the blogs were accu­rate at time of, er, blog­ging, does not help). Michael did not dis­ap­pear from the face of the earth.

He just made it so no one could find him.

Thurs­day night (and most of Fri­day morn­ing for that mat­ter) was Giulia’s going away party, if you recall, and most of the guys didn’t leave till the first U-Bahn in the morn­ing, which is about 05.00 some­thing. That is approx. the same time Mike arrived at the Flughafen. J-Dawg/Blue Mike/Mike Hoen­ing said Michael reached Stu­den­ten­stadt at about 07.00 (it is some­what dif­fi­cult for us now there are two Mikes from Chicago. Again. So, for the sake of our col­lec­tive cere­bral well-being, I’ll refer to Mike Stone as Michael and Mike H. as J-Dawg).

He dis­ap­peared at about 10.00, sup­pos­edly to Erich’s bun­ga­low to catch forty winks. Erich said they guy never appeared. At to this mess Marco going to lab any­way with­out any rea­son­able amount of sleep, me wak­ing up at the time most of them were try­ing to find a mat­tress (which, thanks for ask­ing, meant I had only four hours myself, and yes, I hate my inter­nal alarm with no snooze but­ton) and real­is­ing my apartment-mate Matthias and his cousin Tobias were head­ing to Stusta for a day of dreamy, dig­i­tal down­loads. With­out me. A minor detail of no one there actu­ally know­ing them should prob­a­bly be men­tioned here.

We were sim­ply just glad and grate­ful that at about 21.00 every­one had found every­one and we ended up in Tribühne for a famil­iar and com­fort­ing repast of Wiener Schnitzel mit Pommes frites.

Amen and enough of that, I say.

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