The typical Potsdam (and beyond) night:
1. Plan to go somewhere.
2. Go to that somewhere (while listening to Keith Urban) to find it closed...or just not what someone really wants.
3. Act like we're a slammin' gang/posse/north country folk in the parking lot.
4. Hit the club. ("The Bagelry, "The Bowling Alley" or "Remote Woods in the Middle of Nowhere" are popular choices).
5. Walk the strip (aka. walk to P&C....or to someone's house to return socks).
6. Optional: Hit one last club ("Sergi's") for refreshment and some fly tunes.
7. Call it a night and head back to Madrid (listening to Keith Urban).
We also like to add the following: laughter at our own stupidity; phone calls from/to people far away who should really be there anyway; jokes about a Jewish guy; random breaking out in dance...complete with faces; misunderstanding what someone says...which of course leads to a good 3 minutes of joking; and a man carry a purse....among other things.
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5 comments:
Le me guess who you were with... :)
oooh. oooh. I know. Carina?
**my ears were ringing - I knew you guys were "talking" about me**
we are an odd group, huh?
beanz
we might be odd, but we seem to have fun.
and i rather like all the walks. it's the cheap way of having fun. : )
Nice! :-)
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