Saturday, August 06, 2005

Friday July 15


Caught the 1:40 train after class to Salzburg. Didn’t think Herbie was going to make it because he had a 1:00 appointment with a doctor to check out his eye. He actually made it with about 10 minutes to spare. On the way to the train station we stopped again at the Asolo deli and got the guy to cut us some bread, cheese and meat.Chase’s train was full on his planned trip to southern Italy…so he decided at the last minute to come along with us. We had Hostel reservations, but we were going to try and accomidate him. It was awsome again as usual. We made it to Salzburg around 9:00 that night. We were staying at the Hotel Centro, which was actually a really nice place. All twin beds in our rooms, a pull out chair (that was too short, even for Herbie). They didn’t have a receptionist after 11:00, so getting Chase into the room was not a problem. We were only supposed to have 5, but as you know ended up with 6. The first night of Chase getting a place to sleep worked out.

Made our way to the old town, ate at a sidewalk stand . We had some snitzel, wurst, and brats. It was a really good introduction to Bavaria. Did some bar hopping in the area. It was a really happening place. The bars were primarily women, which was a really good thing for the single guys in our group. The temperature in the bars, however was like the hot Italian sun. It was unbearable. We did finally find a bar that was not quite as hot or crowded…so that is where we ended up.

This is where the story gets interesting. On the way back to the Hotel, we stopped at a local wurst guy. (The equivilent of the hotdog man) A non attractive girl who was also in line approached Burns and asked if she could borrow 10 E cents. He found some and gave it to her. Not a problem. The ones that wanted food got it and we congregated away from the wurst man along a wall. While some of us were finishing our food, she came and chatted and wanted to thank Chris again for his help in getting food. This is where the one guy with us we call the ‘DOM’ came into play. You see, anytime there is ANY type of woman around, he swoops in and as we like to call it…’clocks in’ He starts talking to her and they exchange pleasantries. She goes on to say that he looks too old to be with us, as he looks 30 (which he is). He said he was 24, which prompted an outcry of laughter from us. She goes on to say that something is amiss with her boyfriend…and that is the last of the conversation we could hear. The next thing that we could hear was that the fact she was desperate. At the hearing of this, Chase, Herbie, Burns, Kenny, and Myself decided to head quickly back to the room in hopes of losing the both of them. As we rounded a corner, we looked back and they both were heading towards us. After getting ready for bed, we checked our balcony which is shared with the other guys room. We saw the DOM and the ugly chick making out. We decided to lock the door and head to bed. Later, we heard her knocking on our door, but we did not open it. We are still trying to figure out what she was trying to do.

We decided to head to bed…and soon heard a door slam. Not long after we could some action taking place in the hallway. The hotel had lights you could turn off in the hall way, and there was no peephole. It sounded like there was some MAJOR making out. This was followed by some of the greatest lines of the trip “Your so beautiful…why are you desperate?” We all had to bite our tounges at hearing this comment in the room. Soon after, this was followed by moaning by her and some really loud slurping sounds. I will let you make of that what you will. In between the moans, we heard ‘NO’ and ‘STOP’ numerous times, all interupped by moans. Soon there was a loud moan…followed by a loud goodnight by her…and quick footsteps down the hallway. We could hear him yelling..no stop…comeback…we can only assume that this was a one way street, if you get my drift. Soon after, Kenny and I started dying laughing and the DOM appeared at the window…asking what we were laughing at. We of course told him we were telling jokes…but don’t think he believed us. Soon after we went to bed…and the first night in Bavaria was a hillarious one.

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