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Published: March 5th 2011
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Isengard stands no chance. Another big post coming up here. Figured I should try to organize it with titles. Make it look like I tried.
Chapter 1
Fresh out the frying pan and into the Shire.
So we woke up Thursday morning with a clear goal in mind. Hit up Luzern for the Fasnacht parade then come back and celebrate Fasnacht that evening with Stokes' friends. Needless to say (because we're such beauties) we achieved, nay, conquered both of our goals in a fashion that will surely be talked about for
years to come.
Anyways, so for those of you who don't know, Fasnacht is a holiday celebrated here in Switzerland (every province has a different time to celebrate it) that is sort of like what would happen if Halloween took steroids, lit itself on fire, and then ran around the city. Yeah - Awesome. If you need more information, wikipedia it. Anyways, apparently the partying had started in the city at 5am and was still going, with us arriving at just after 12:30 and the parade starting at 1. This strategic timing gave us enough time to sleep in the morning whilst still having the
Persians
Didn't stand a chance. opportunity to pick up beer when we got there. Brilliant. Now, onto the parade. It had EVERYTHING. Seriously. Needed to see Jesus holding an iPhone? Check. Needed to see the Persians from 300? Check. Needed to see a Big Daddy from BioShock? Check. It would take me too long to list... but other notables included astronauts, ents, and those badguys from the Stargate movie with the helmets and laser shooting spears. Epic. Anyways, after watching the hour and a half parade of awesome costumes and having a few beers to join the celebration (and a bratwurst for the way home) we decided it was about time to head back to get ready for the night ahead.
It is worth it to note that I had previously (a few days prior) bought a costume for the event, as not showing up in a costume is bad news bears. So I went in prison garb. You know... the classic cartoon kind with the white and black zebra stripes. It even had a hat. Charles: 1 Fasnacht: 0.
Anyways, we proceeded to head out with the same group of friends as per usual and went to some high school gym where
Jesus holding an iPhone
Doesn't need a description. a Fasnacht party was planned and set out. It. Was. Awesome. There were a couple of times where I was left to fend for myself in German, but I managed to get pretty good at ordering a beer (thanks Nouna). Needless to say, the night ended fairly early after a good few beers as we had to wake up the next morning to begin our next leg in the journey to Mordor.
Chapter 2
Coyote Fugly
When I said we had to wake up the next morning, I forgot to mention that we had to wake up... quite early. See, we had the crazy idea of driving to Geneva (yeah, where the Geneva convention is) to go to one of the largest car shows in Europe. I won't post any pictures quite yet because they should be seen in all their glory and Dad, I want to see the look on your face for some of these vehicles (same with you Blake. Maserati had a booth). It was pretty funny walking through and seeing the different people there. Saw a couple of guys legitimately looking at buying these vehicles - felt like
Stargate
Stargate reference. For the win. I should introduce myself and ask if they had daughters.
After the show we took a quick drive around Geneva (it's not a big place) and looked at some buildings, etc. same ol sightseeing but more efficient. Thanks Henry Ford. Your innovations in the automobile industry have truly made life easier.
Anyways, it was time to depart from our short-lived but exciting Geneva adventure to head back home and get ready to go for Monica's birthday with the crew. We dropped off Mathias (Sabrina's cousin) at the movie theatre so they could watch the movie (I don't understand German so I sat that part out) and Sabrina and I went to her new job to check out the place. It was a very cool place that is only open Friday nights, and allows only people 30+ to enter. They don't sell food, only booze, and have live bands that play acoustic covers, etc. Super chill and super cool - just the place for Stokes. After that, we head back into town... And that's where things got really interesting.
We went out walking around the city - and the birthday girl seemed to have a clear destination in
Big Daddy
BioShock reference. For the win. mind as we walked past probably three fine looking establishments where a fine brandy could be purchased. Instead, we walked into a pub called "Coyote Ugly". Now, everyone knows what movie that is, to say you don't is just lying to yourself - the movie has scantily clad women dancing around on a bar. Not much of a story. Of course, this bar was titled the same way and really pulled together the theme. Overpriced beers (granted they were 650ml and 7%!e(MISSING)ach. A beer called Desparados. It has tequila mixed with it... bad news) and scantily clad bartenders and girls dancing on the bar. The music was awful as to be expected, but it did prove to be a hilarious place to drink. Mark, one of the guys in the group, could not stop staring at one of the girls. Seriously, I don't think people were that focused when Christ was born. It was ridiculously funny. After that we head back home as Sabrina and I had a big day to conquer today on the hills of the Alps.
Chapter 3
I Strongly Dislike Cher, Christina Aguilera, and the Smith family.
Ding.
View from the top of the hill. Beauty. So this morning, Sabrina and I woke up at our usual time of 6:00 (we've been averaging between 4-6 hours of sleep per night this entire week) so we could walk over to the train station and start the 3 hour trek to the mountain. We did not talk once until we got there save one word answers to simple questions. Both of us were grumpy, I was hung over, and she hadn't been feeling well since early yesterday. The train rides were filled with sleep, sleep, and more sleep. And they were wonderful. I had forgotten how much I love sleep until that moment. And it got rid of most of the hangover. Good combo.
Anyways, getting up onto the top of what remains as what might be the nicest mountain since the last mountain I went to, spirits were up, and conversation and laughter echoed the halls. Especially due to laughing at the Smith family in which the father is a mediocre actor, mother is the lead singer of possibly the worst nu-metal band of all time, and daughter is the lead singer in possibly the worst song of all time. Needless to say, we were feeling
Boom.
Heineken by the train station on a cart. Good days. fly like G6s.
** Just a quick note, showed Mathias the music video for the aforementioned "Whip My Hair" and he responded with "What is this? Kindergarten?" Hilarious. **
The beginning of the day was rough. I was struggling on my board and just not feeling balanced - probably due to the hangover - Stokes was having the same problem. Luckily we continued battling through it as we always do, and came out victorious. The complete day was a success after that early speed bump, and I got my sticker for my board and we headed home.
Boom.
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Nothing should be repeated 66 times
Awesome times..... but I do think that one thing should be repeated 66 times and that is....... FACE SHOTS!!!!!