Zu viel.... Zu viel

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Diese lezte zwei Tag, wir haben zu viel bier trunken

That goes for everyone on this trip.

It's Friday today so we blare "it's Friday, Friday" in the morning. Every time I hear this song I wonder what were this chicks parents thinking when they let her go ahead with this. After they probably claimed she was adopted.

So Vienna Austria. Where I've had to brush up on my German. Ich spreche ein bisschen deustche. Sehr ein bisschen.

First night in Austria half our group went to a Mozart concert. Us Canadians and most others decided to pass since it costed about 50€ and we would rather budget for other activities (paragliding).

Even though we missed it a couple things happened during the concert. First off I guess Our group was a bit rowdy. *proud*

Tom ended up spewing all over his steak meal during the 5th symphony. Quickly our table gave a premature standing ovation.

Secondly, some tiny Asian man got really mad at our tour manager and tried to start some shit. I guess grinding doesn't cut it at these sort of symphonies.

While they were at the concert, we hit up the bar in the basement of the hostel. 4 jäger bombs for 10€.

We would buy about 24 at a time and set them up side by side while putting the actual jäger shot sitting above and between the 2 glasses of redbull. Then they would give us a water gun and let us fire at the initial jäger shot which would drop into the redbull while knocking the next jäger shot into the next glass.

A jäger dominoe effect.

Bryce had 28 that night. He felt like shit the next day. I can imagine it was the same feeling as Ben stang when he had 8(?) 5 hour energy shots.

Kids, don't do that at home

Anyway it was one of the funner nights for the rest of us. Another tour was at the hostel so we all partied together.

The bar had a pool table and a foosball table.

This one girl from the other tour was slaying some of the guys on our tour in foosball. I guess she was chirping them the whole time as well. Geordie came up to me at one point in the night and told me to walk up to her and call her a bitch and every other nasty word for a girl.

I did one better. I played her.

So she's decent with her 3 bar but my defense is impregnable. Also we were betting drinks on the games and she starts the game by saying to me "I want the draught here, not the jäger"

Pretty cocky bitch eh

Midway through her explanation of how she doesn't lose, I spanked the ball right through her players with my defender. I asked her to check the backboard cause I thought I heard a crack. She told me to "shut the front door up". I lol'd

It was one of my sweeter wins for sure. We had a big crowd around the table too because everyone wanted to beak her after she lost.... Americans....

I made her buy me a draught. I ended up drinking for free that night.

Later in the night a couple of guys from London were trying to pick a fight with me and Steve. All their chirps were pretty contradictory and leave it to me to be a smart ass and point it out. Both me and Steve were laughing at these fools until the called us the state of Canada....

Shit almost hit the fan. Good thing dazzer stepped in and split us up or Steve would have whipped out his black belt. I could have whipped mine out too but it wasn't earned from karate.

Any way we left those guys to grab some kababs from a shop nearby. If this shop was parked beside the kuby shop next to Billy's, there would be an instant monopoly. Or change of monopoly.

Next day we visited the schnaps factory. The original one. We were given a big explanation of how they create the different schnap's and we were able to try as many we want. We all had quite a few.

Dinner was a tad rowdy.

We traveled to a very authentic German cavern in the country side and had some traditional music being played in the background. It reminded me of my omi and opa. I miss them.

We had some chicken schnitzel with garden soup and for dessert some apple strudel.

There were a lot of messed up people, partly because of that stupid chant. You can't have a beer safely in front of you without someone staring up that chant towards you. Here's to Stoney.... Aaaahhhh!

The next morning, on our way to Tyrol, we stopped at the mauthausen concentration camp. A very sobering experience. It is estimated that 200,000 people were executed there. Jews, spaniards... Everything except the avian race. Its eye opening how lucky we are in this generation that we haven't had to deal with any extraordinary situations in our life's. What's the biggest decision you have had to make in your life? Can it even compare to the decisions our fore fathers made in the war? Probably not.

Walking through the gas chambers was eerie. Just thinking of the countless amount of people that walked in but not out puts things into perspective.

I also found out that I am currently sitting in first overall for the playoff pool Hudson's draft house puts on. I'm four points ahead of the only people that can catch me and those points have to be scored by Patrick Elias. If he doesn't get those points then I win $5000. Yea... How crazy is it that I can go on this trip and potentially come back with more money than when I left!

My teams name is fukifuji's finest so it is only fitting that LA should win it for the only Japanese goalie to play in the show.

I've got wings free for a year already wrapped up.

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Now I'm really hoping I win the money cause on the way to Tyrol we stopped at the Swarovski crystal world and I spent a bit of cash. You think that potentially buying an LA championship ring prematurely is bad luck? Uhmm hopefully not?

Also got some siiiiick cuff links for my old man. He's gonna be looking boss!

We had a tight and bright party in our hostel we stayed at. Dazzer gave me a haircut before heading out. Short hair dont care. Another contiki group was staying with us as well so it was a full house. Bk's outfit was ridiculous. I can't even describe it, you need to see photos.

To start the party off they did a battle of the sexes game. Girls won only because a girl from our tour flashed everyone at the bar...

Bryce was ok with the loss. He saw what he came for.

Met a guy from LA on the other tour. Big beauty. We dusted off 10 free shots cause we were cracking the bartender up.

Played a little modified beer pong. Brody knocked his glass over so we all started chanting "shoe! Shoe! Shoe!". Of course he doesn't do it. Chris knocks his glass over and pulls of his kicks instantly. Beauty move.

Next morning we woke up super early (3 hours of sleep) and hit up a mountain biking excursion. Most participants were still loaded, myself included. Although it was nice to get some fresh mountain air, great way to kill a hangover.

The views were spectacular.

After the mountain biking, we went paragliding. It was soooo awesome!

Steve didn't go because he's a puss. But we were extremely high up.

We were having a pretty easy ride until the guy screamed in my ear "roller coaster time"! Then he whipped the parasail in circles. There were points where I was completely upside down. Such a great experience even though I nearly shit my pants.

Once we calmed down from the adrenaline, we biked it to the local fish farm. Threw a couple pieces of corn on the hook and caught some dinner. Only guy to not snag a fish was Bryce. He stood in the rain stubbornly but to no avail. Poor Bryce.

The fish was great. Very tasty.

Tonight is the big game for the kings! I'm going to bed early so I can catch the game. Hopefully I get some sleep because we start the day off tomorrow with white water rafting then head to Munich for the beer halls. Damn, doesn't this trip sound like fun? It is.

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