Crazy ass time last night. The past few days have been:

Monday, decided to go to Germany with Shaun

Tuesday, went to Germany with Shaun, arrived Dusseldorf, caught a bus to Koln. Visited uncle Walter, ate awesome food and pub hopped the night away. Stayed in the Meininger hostel, which was awesome.

Wednesday, decided to go to Munich for Oktoberfest. Bought train tickets for about 200 euro return. Met family again and stayed at uncle Walters till midnight. Stayed in the Station motel, not so awesome. Met nice guys there though, maybe catch up in Munich.

Thursday, 6 hour train to Munich. Met Zoe and 'Skeety', Ness and a bunch of her friends. Predictable night: drink, drink, eat, lose Shaun. Stayed at Zoe's hotel floor.

Friday: woke up on Zoe's hotel floor, Shaun missing. Called hospital, police, festival drunk tent to no avail. Packed Shaun's stuff because Zoe was leaving in the morning and we had to move to the next Hostel (A and O hostel.) Found Shaun, disconsolate, red-eyed, with a gingerbread heart dangling from his wrist, wandering the streets of Munich. Much relieved. Moved on to next motel (A and O motel.) Getting sick of having to leave my backpack (with laptop) unguarded in unlocked rooms.

That's it so far - hungover as fuck, sitting in an internet cafe. If we could check in to the motel we'd be sleeping right now (can't check in till 3pm.) Shaun just got off the phone with Ulrike (Ali's sister, living in Munich - daughters of uncle Walter.) Leaving tomorrow morning for Koln again, then heading back to U.K. in the evening.

I guess I'll head back to the festival now...