orangina und amaretto

ruth was working at the jazz club again, so we tood the ubahn back to bärenschanze, walked to the loft- and found it CLOSED for new years! oh my goodness! no wonder ruth didn't know who was playing! what do we do now? i didn't want to go home, i was afraid she'd just fall into bed, and i was excited about going out. so, we went back to aufseßplatz and i went to a bankomat and got out just 20 €. then we went to the crêperie at casablanca, but it was closed for new years too. ruth thought of a nother bakery sort of place, but they weren't open this late. so we were at he casablanca bar, where i thought we'd end up anyway. we drank away my 20€ and told stories and memories and laughed and ended up closing the place down at one. ruth was so humored by me- she said, "i was surprised anyway that you drink alcohol, but that you drink such fancy mixed drinks!" the 2 winners of the evening were bitter lemon (i's like sparkling lemonade) with gin and orangina with amaretto. yum! the bartender was playing jazz when we first came in, but later he put on tori's orbiting venus. it was totally appropriate. i kept singing to ruth crazy lines- the truth lies in bewteen the first and the fortieth drink, i was electromagnetically sucked back in time to 1984, frangipani- get out of my garden! it was a totally fun way to spend my last night in germany. i guess it's sunk in that i'm here, because leaving is starting to hurt- not that it does yet, but that feeling when you cut yourself and you can't feel it yet, but you know it's going to hurt quite alot in just a moment.