Tanja is the wall, yes she is!

Hello all, just a random night in Carambolage, Karlsruhe where the decor is a little questionable (naked Barbie dolls?); the music a little dubious; and the hazelnut shots (schnapps!) are pretty damn good. This is the night I learn how to say "I do not speak German!" in Deutsch from Julius, who says I have great pronunciation (a momentuous occasion for me since he is bona fide German thank you, thank you all :')) Aitor draws me a little map of Spain and tells me all the great places to go, after which Jonas borrows it and draws a cartoon dick on it (THANKS). We eat kebab for supper and I put too much chilli flakes to prove my Asian-ness to no one, basically - it's so hot I tear. Lesson learnt. After which I go home and mop my entire house at 4am in the morning.

Just another night in Karlsruhe.