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so we type... first of all.. i am back on the side where cigarettes are not addictive anymore..

we did really good work in our master thesis.. it was actually some research.. even by my standards. i was impressed by the kind of work we did. :) i am happy for that.. cheers to the turk. he was the one who made it all possible.. i mean it would have been impossible for me to do it by myself.. but it would have been equally impossible for him to do it by himself too.. both of us acknowledge that and that is what is good about it..

so let me catch up .. from that last post.. for my few readers.. who i know are the best and read the best of course...

last month i happened to be in this southern german city called munich. and there happened to be a fest where lots of ppl got to drink bavarian beer.. some word eh.. beer. i have been meaning to write this.. is that even correct.... anyway i went to octoberfest.i am feeling the aftereffects of the money pinch even today... but it was all worth it. even though i was sick like 1 week after i came back and i got ppl around me sick after that..

okaj! so vi start..

how did this go.. in the summer, i was alone here in lund.. with a french guy, an american girl.. and some indian friends. we cooked food.. we ate.. the french guy cooked... we ate.. and then my indian friends went back home.. and so the american girl came into the picture.. she became was with the french guy... no i am not drunk yet.. and anyway my icelandic friend who happened to be in stockholm asked me about the munich erasmus reunion.. i am not part of the erasmus program.. neither is my icelandic friend.. but we decided to do it anyway.. i had free accomodation.. thanks for afb.se and balls balaji.. so we booked our tickets.. 2-3 days before the october fest and the return tickets 2 days after the end of october fest. I am sure everyone who reads this knows wat is octoberfest..

so i took the flight.. my 3rd one.. to munich.. it was pleasant.. and we were welcomed by some friends..erasmus friends.. i knew them a bit.. not a lot.. but we are friends on facebook now.. :)

so we go to friesing and we walk towards the place where we collect ivar's baggage .. and i walk past this poster in the airport.. a bmw poster..all i see is the hood.. with a big bwm logo.. and suddenly it comes alive.. the damn thing.. its interactive.. the ad.. it starts up the engine as soon as u walk past the poster.. i was impressed....

ok.. then we take a ride in our erasmus friends car.. i call my indian wipro work mate.. who happened to be in munich..

we stay one day in friesing.. the alcohol is cheaper than in sweden ... we drank a bit..

next day we decide to go check out munich.. we took the really expensive but only possible train link from friesing to munich.. and then we walked around the city a bit. i did take some pictures which i will post soon..

so towards the evening.. we managed to get to the enlischer parken, where we met our other german erasmus friend.. okaj no erasmus anymore..

on the way to the garden, we passed by the american embassy.. and i thought.. oh oh.. i have pictures of the flags of all the countries i ever visited to.. maybe i can fake one and take a pic of the american flag.. and i take out my camera.. and there goes.. peeee peeee.. wtf... from where.. the guard said no pics.. move along ..so america has to wait..

then we met up with our friesing friends and went to haufbrau haus.. the octoberfest place throughout the year... it was nice.. i met my indian friends there..

next day we just went to octoberfest park and checked out all the tents.. decided which one we should chose the next day..

in the evening other ppl arrived.. 2 guys from italy, 2 girls from france.. carol managed to reach without any trouble.. caroline had some problems.. not unexpected.. after another night of sleeplessness, we got up at 6 and managed to catch a train to reach octoberfest exactly before the crowd started to get in line.. we got into the hacker-pchor tent at around 9. the first round of beers were served around 9.. and the first line to pee started at around 10.. fuck there was a damn long line.. it took me like 15 mins to just get a place to pee.. i dont know about the women.. so i drank and ate and drank and drank.. more beer.. it was good.. i ate some pasta with cheese.. ate some bavarian sausages.. the white ones with sweet mustard sauce.. and then at around 5, ivar was feeling a little nauseous.. so we decided to get some fresh air..

so that was the end of october fest in the tent.. oh.. there was a lot of singing and bottem's up 1 litre beer involved.. i participated only in the singing part.. and not in the bottems up part.. not only couldn't i afford it.. i wouldn't have been able to get down 1 litre in one go.. and the disgrace if u dont do it.. its too much..

once we got out of the tent.. it was four of us.. ivar.. carol and francesco.. we tried walking towards a cathedral.. i always wanted to go there and so we went.

i had hiccups by this time and i hate hiccups when i am drunk.. they take a long time to go away..

we reached the cathedral.. took some more pics.. laid down for some time and then we tried to find out where the subway was..apparently no one knew.. or no one understood us..

we kept walking.. i saw some indain uncles wearing sahara india tee shirts drinking beer.. and even though i don't speak hindi so well.. esp when i a little tipsy, i tried to ask then where the damn subway was.. and like (what i expect) typical indian uncles.. they started asking me who the beautiful girl was in our group.. i kept asking.. wtf is the subway man.. and ivar started using his limited vocabulary of hindi and started calling me madarchod and behanchod.. the uncles got prettly excited about this and started calling me the same.. just for the record i have improved his vocabulary.. and now he knows kannada also..

so they didnt help us.. but we manged to read the signs and we get to the subway.. so this is like the central station ok..

we get there.. i see 4 guys in military uniform.. we all see them and guess what they do.. they stop me.. only me... out of the four.. but its understandable no? a guy unshaved for almost a week.. and no haircut for more than a year.. so ask me for my passport.. which i had only that day.. i should carry it more often.. i dont do.. but i should.. they said 5 mins.. my friends took pictures of me there.. a fugitive.. the hiccups went away btw..

we caught the train back.. played some foosball.. i scored about 5 goals the whole stay in munich which is pretty good ;)..

and then.. i got sick the next day... it was the last day or the last day before the last day..

anyway i will come to the last day... we managed to spend the whole day in the english park.. we walked a lot.. ivar drank some more.. i tried to sleep.. tried to see all the dogs in the park..

and we came to the airport.. ivar teasing me all the time to wake up and stop being a madarchod.. and the fucking flight was delayed.. dammit..

i was so sick by this time that i would have given anything to be back in my room sleeping..

we come to copenhagen.. my ear hurt all the time we were in the air.. and we catch a trian to malmo.. and guess what.. we have to wait another hour to get back to lund. the guys wouldn't even open the doors to let us into the wages to get out of the fucking cold...

i reached back home at 1:10in the night.. walked all the way to delphi.. sick.. and slept for 48 hours in the bed.. i mean i was in the bed.. i didnt sleep though.. anyway i got better.. and life goes on..

maybe in january i will see some parts of poland...god be with you marta.. and france.. maybe even serbia and spain.. who knows..

so edit.. i will put link to facebook pics here.. .. exactly here..