On day two, as Justin and Dustin (whom I will start calling the twins only because their names sound similar) were sleeping off their night before, Damon and I (whom are much more similarlly mannered) went out to meet up with Justin's welsh friend Flora (whom I have been calling Fauna because i feel like it) for Breakfast/Lunch (it was well after 1pm by the time we made it out of the hotel after the adventure portrayed in "long night" below.
We decided we should try the local cuisine, and stoped at Wirtshaus Zur Brez'n and ordered the strangest things *read: most expensive* on the menu. Damon ordered half a duck, and I ordered what turned out to be the least appetizing presumably edible item I have had in recent memory, which was followed by a plate of ... for lack of a better expression... random undesireable cuts of meat with lard and other crap in little piles ( it was like a German version of Antepasta only disgusting and served with more fat than meat)
Tried as I might i was unable to finish the lard platter, and figured it a waste to simply toss it out, and so I returned with the meal to give to the still extremely hungover twins back at the hotel (turns out the were less than pleased with it and left it on the counter) we drug back Fauna and then eventually proceeded back to oktoberfest for another night (this led to the events of the previous postings with the conveyor belt etc) We managed to make it back to the hotel, and went to be relatively speaking, early.
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