(This article I've written a few years ago, he is not a date - but I wanted him anyway because of seasonal events with you share!)
I come from the country.
recently was - even more in the country, in a gymnasium in a village with 200 inhabitants - a carnival party.
And I'm out.
- The panel
Clow.
I do not know is pointed elsewhere, but this has always been Clowns are all the rage. Indiscriminately, every piece of clothing n a special local "clown" patterned produced. Skirts, leg warmers, hats. My God, we are individual.
The Renner was also a nun (5x), Monk (6x), and Natalie from the baby line (213x). But although I do not know how the latter was intentional.
the way I was in normal clothes on the road, a long skirt, a top Carmen, a shawl abused as a headscarf, a little political incorrectness and finished with a black magic Instantzigeunerin tendencies to dramatic makeup.
And the highlight, and my crashing belly dance belt. At each step, hats sounded as if I have a herd of cows in the bag.
- The Music
I love music.
Some of them I love, I dance to another spectrum love to, and a very large bandwidth just so I can take just yet, no splashing to give my dinner to me. These mainly include Apres-Ski-Hits, and Pur Wolfgang Petry.
I dance too much. Shake shake shake / Natalie from the baby moves to bar chart stuff, hip hop and etching-what-I-know-for-a-go Tingelingelin
But when someone unpacks the Discofox to DJ Ötzi, is with me from the oven.
In a gym full of in the middle of the steamed, very crowded Stupid dance floor and stuck standing around, is already a no-go. But I find it much worse, waving, laughing and dancing far ausholent Discofox. With twists and spins in a radius of 3 meters, including dramatically outstretched arms. When you come out, as viewers like dialing a number without a black eye ... one who has my full respect.
- The push-to-side
The specific movement in a crowd in the course of an evening: Carefully slide through and find space, now and then an apologetic smile
23 clock.
0 clock: hand lay on his back, slightly to the side panes. (This may actually I quite like that is so sweet. I know I'm weird. : D)
3 Clock: Blunt top races.
4 clock, push the hand on the ass, hard and then just not take away, deafening blare it "Walking on Sunshine".
- The encounters
Not only does a home run in the people about the way that knows you, no.
One also finds people who have been simply forgotten.
"Heeeey! Naaaaa?"
- "Hi ..?"
"How are you?"
- "... well, thank you .. and, Eh, you?"
! "Super What are you doing here, I thought you moved away
-" Yes, 'm just .. just visiting hm. "
" Yes, and where do I so? Tell me but "
-" Oh, yes, everything super .. I need you .. So .. Eh .. there is .. see you later "
three yards, three seconds later, talking to my girlfriend:
" Why were you so unfriendly to the Christian "
-" Who "
" Well, the Chris?? Of equal! It was still full of nice "
-" Do you hear the one about "
" The was 4 years with us in a class "
-?" We had a Christian in the Class
Alternatively, just newly closed? acquaintance: A guy jumps
one includes in the way, a spin around the waist, a once to the right and left and smashes it extracts the hit "DREAM OF AMSTERDAM, THE HOPE DEEEER TOOK! ... ALONE IN AMSTERDAM!", and jump through the crowd. Leaves usually a question mark, a stunned and a snort of whiplash.
- The end and the Grabscherei
bad it will get until at some point the music stops and wandering spirits still desperate people who have not yet been hit. Panic grave is dominant again trying to get somewhere cheaply in at night or at least the wiederaufzuwärmen cold hands. often leads to panic them rattling gypsies say I have been told.
But this. I would now like to run at this point any further.