very long night

It has been determined by the group that out of what all was captured over the last 20 odd hours, this is one we are allowed to post for our friends and family. (it was deemed mostly appropriate)




Anyways, we decided it wouldn't be right for us to retire for the night at 7pm tough we were all beat ass tired (all of us having been awake since ridiculously early on 9/20/2011), so we went to oktoberfest just to get a quick over view.

Personally I figured we could stay out until 10-11 (the festival officially closes at 11, and you are slowly directed out of the facilities around 10:30 which we figured was fine for us) and hit the hay. But after entering the event, we immediately lost Damon, and then me, and then Dustin, and eventually found everyone after a bit. We wandered around the masses of people, partake in various games and dares, and found a very popular festival tent. Inside was packed, and each of the hundreds of tables were filled to capacity with 8-10 people most of whom were standing on the benches and tables just because, whilst yelling *read: singing* to songs noone knew (not even them). Initially Justin felt there was no way in hell we could get a table, which i personally took as a challenge, so I negotiated with a small group of Germans and we joined them at in the middle rear area (completely packed) someone ordered beer, eventually that was followed by a multitude of other brew purchases.

two of the Germans we met were a very nice couple whom have attended 4 days out of the previous 8-9 days, one of whom is oddly enough a high voltage lineman, and the other owns a hair salon. I convinced Dustin, and Justin to allow the lovely newly acquired acquaintance (i know it's redundant but i like it so shove it) to trim *read: shave off* their hair the next day. Having consumed 2-3 mugs of beer (you don't understand the quantity of beer contained in the a fore mentioned "mugs") we eventually left, and failed in an attempt to procure a "mug" as a relic (which in hindsight probably was more a victory than a failure as these fukin things weighed at least 5-10lbs each) but managed to maintain contact with a few of the other table mates as we exited the fair grounds.

At this point in the evening I managed to diverge from the other 3, and went with one of the germans to a private club where nothing seemed to cost anything (probably means it was all stolen on a regular basis from somewhere else) I eventually decided i should call it a night, and managed to make it back to the Suite Novotel and hit the hay around 1-1:30am (approx 36 hours after i woke up at 4am in Alaska on the 20th)

what happened to the other guys I didn't know (or really care at that point). At around 5:30-6am I found my self awaken by a group of very exhausted *read: extremely intoxicated and delirious* guys, whom were somewhat recognizable as Justin, Dustin, and Damon. I encouraged them to take preemptive actions to assist in their impending hangovers prior to passing out, which i think Dustin and Damon did, but Justin just fell on the bed and passed out. I had a slight headache at this point, and took a cocktail of ibuprofen and acetaminophen and went back to sleep. I woke up feeling pretty much good to go at 10am. Everyone else was dead to the world...

After taking a shower and making some tea, Damon arose, and the other two as of this posting, remain in a state of repose, only discernible from the dead via their rising and falling chests. At one point during this slumber Justin was spooning Dustin (which i made sure to document for future dissemination) Now comes the task of rousing and dragging them out of the hotel.

-CHEERS! ,
Squirrel (aka Anthony)