Apple wine, beer, pretzels, nutella. And popcorn.

This weekend was a bit crazy. It was the Museumsuferfest aka Museum embankment festival. The Main was covered in booths with goods to buy and a lot of food and drinks to consume. The weather mostly behaved and so I had a lot of fun wandering the river with friends and checking out a couple museums. My friend Susanne and I left school at 2:30 and headed straight to the first museum on the list, which was closed because of reconstruction. It was really hot and humid so we headed into the next museum down the river - the Communication Museum. My favorite part of this museum was seeing the SOS Morse code papers from when the Titanic was going down. That was pretty cool. We also went to the Dom museum, and the Shirn Museum, which was showing stuff about secret societies aka a bunch of weird stuff we didn't understand. After that we met up with some other friends and wandered the market - bought some funny monster key chains and chocolate popcorn - my favorite!!!! Then we headed to where we were meeting the crew to do the bierbike. There was 16 of us and it was a crazy evening biking through the city, singing/yelling out songs that our DJ was playing, drinking the apple wine/beer being served by one of the heads of the school, and dancing on the bike. It was quite fun. And ridiculous. More embarrassing pictures to come soon I am sure. After that adventure we wandered through Altsachsenhausen to a couple bars and then Sarah and I stayed over at Jess's.

I woke up at 6:20AM and decided it looked beautiful outside and I would bike home. Well, this is where things went wrong. Jess lives above a restaurant. In order to get into her place you enter through a door into a tiny room where there is another door to go into the restaurant or one other to go upstairs to where the tenants in the building live. I head down the stairs and out the tenant door. I try to open the door to go outside and it is locked. The restaurant door is locked. The tenant door is locked. I have no key. I start digging in my purse for my cell phone to call Sarah to tell her to come get me. I can't find my phone. I left it upstairs. I am stuck in a 6'x 4' room. Two of the doors are solid metal and the one to outside has a window that has the glass that you can't really see straight through. I knock on all doors to no avail for about 10 minutes. Then I'm over that so I just sit on the floor and decide I'm going to take a nap till someone comes out on their way for a run/walk/to go to church/to save me. Five minutes I'm thinking - no this is stupid. So I get back up and start banging a little harder on each door in turn. Then I search through my bag again - still no phone. I try my own keys in all the different doors and none of them will turn. I try to swipe all of the cards I have in my wallet - hey it works in movies. Didn't happen. Then I sit back down. Eyes closed for about 10 minutes. Nope, I won't have it! I get back up and start calling out (at intervals) in English and German "Help," "I'm locked in a room with three doors," "I'm stuck in the entrance of this stupid building," and "My friend lives here and didn't tell me I needed a key to get out." Not a peep is heard anywhere, except from me. My knuckles start to hurt so I switch to banging on the doors. I sit down and eat some rice cakes and the rest of the delicious green olives. I get up and start banging and hollering again. Eventually I spy a guy outside and start banging real hard and he comes over, tries to open the door and says "It's locked" and then walks away. REALLY?!!?!?!?!?!? Bad karma coming his way. Maybe a half hour later, after I have enjoyed leaning against the window watching buses pass by (remember I can barely see out this window because of the weird glass), another person walk by and I catch their attention. They ask me about five time how in the world I have got myself in the situation I am in and I explain multiple times (yelling, because apparently the door is very thick and hard to hear through) that I stayed the night at a friends and then got stuck in this entryway and left my phone upstairs. And no I do not have their numbers. I ask him to yell up at the windows Jessica and he backs away from the door and very quietly says "Jessica" and then comes back to tell me the windows are all closed. I know the windows are opened - they are just covered by shades so they look closed. Apparently, this is not translated. Then he asks me how I got stuck in their again. I mean really mister, I can't explain it any other way! A couple minutes later he brings over a person who happens to be a lady who has come to clean the Restaurant and low and behold she has a key and I am out of the panic room I have been stuck in for, after we check her watch, two hours. I ring the bell up to Jess's place (why didn't I just tell the people to do that for me before, don't ask), they let me in. I get upstairs and Jess & Sarah ask me where I went. Well, since saying goodbye to you Sarah, I have been stuck downstairs in a cell for two hours.

The rest of my Sunday went much better, with a picnic on the river w/ some new friends and many skype calls. I was ready to pass out at 5:30PM. Hopefully next weekend goes smoother.