Monday, 20 February 2012

Carnival

Friday afternoon I started my adventure to carnival in Köln.. only 2 hours in it became more exciting than I expected or wanted… meaning the train system 1 Brenna 0… I took a train in the wrong direction for 3 hours!!! I ended up in Leer which is by the north sea with no phone numbers or anyway of contacting my family or Kathi’s family (when you phone turns off here to turn it back on you need to enter a pin.. I didn’t remember my pin)… thankfully the man that noticed I was on the wrong train was able get a hold of Carola.. however it quickly declined in helpfulness when I had no idea where my pin was in my room after that conversation was over and her now worrying like she was my own mother about me another kind fellow was about to find Kathi’s home phone number which I then called and told them I wouldn’t get into Cologne till 1 in the morning (I should have been there by now). I then was given a new ticket with new instructions of what to do and where to go.  Then the conductors of both trains I was going on were notified about what had happened… by this time I am not doing so well with holding back the tears but I manage to hold them back enough till I was alone and waiting for my proper train to take me to Münster the I balled like a baby.. thinking about it now I’m not really sure why considering everything was going to be okay… I was just going to arrive very very late. It was a 2 hour train ride to Münster then another 2 hour till Köln and on both trains when the people came around to check my tickets.. they went “OHHHHH! So you’re the girl that got on the wrong train”. Haha I just had to laugh. On the plus side, my train from Münster to Köln was super old school and had compartments and I may or may not have thought I was on the Hogwarts Express…..

So after a 9 hour journey I arrive at Kathi’s house…only 5 hours late.. not bad eh..

At Kathi’s house the next morning we got up… all laughed at my misfortune and started to get ready for Carnival. We dressed up as Dalmatians and went into Leverkusen. It was nothing like I have ever seen so many people and so many awesome costumes. We started drinking as soon as we got out of the car.. it was very weird to actually be allowed to drink on the streets, it was hard for me to walk pass a police man when I was doing a shot and not instantly feel like oh Scheiße im going to get in trouble, however that was not the case.  We got into town at 1 and watched a parade at 3 where they throw heaps of candy and sometime give out flowers; we stayed there till about 6 (drinking the whole time). We (Kathi, Kathi’s middle sister Marie and myself) went back home for some food.. got into less warm costumes but still Dalmatians then trained into Köln where we went to 3 different bar/clubs/brew house and came home a 4 and I can honestly say I don’t think I have ever drank that much beer in my life!!  So all and all it was a great time!!

During my time at Carnival some things did happen and Kathi said I was just getting the full experience and that it was normal for Carnival hahah…
  1. Got my ass slapped by a complete stranger in the train station (sorry you had to hear that Grama)
  2. Meet a Canadian that just moved to Frankfurt with his wife from Salmon Arm 
  3. Had a Creepy German keep telling me things in German.. and every time I would look and him and say English he would run away.. then he came back a kissed the top of my head.. Kathi and Marie just laughed.. I was a little shocked
  4.  Met another guy (not Canadian) but has been living in Toronto for the last 6 years. 
  5. Taught a few Germans what a Jäger Bomb was 
  6.  Had people that found out I was Canadian constantly try to get me to sing Oh Canada! 
  7. Took a guys contact out for him on the train ride home (dont worry it was kathi's friend not a stranger.. but a stranger to me)
  8. And had my fake eyelashes cut my eyelid!  
 
Therefore if you are ever in Köln for Carnival.. I highly suggest you GO!!
Xox B

I placed my mark in a bar called boogaloo

dalmatians during the parade

Jan Kathi Marie and myself walking to another bar

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