Soooo... Ok... ahem... um... first... Yep, I did manage to get home - I mean, HOME home, but I don't ever - EVER! - want to go through that kind of torture again...

I though they would kick me off the plane... two guys sitting next to me kept laughing and telling jokes in Slovak (which I didn't undersand, but which were apparently funny because the whole plane laughed) and everyone was very friendly, offering me their paper bags and napkins and if I published all the tips I got from them about how to cure a hangover in a book, I could make some serious money.
But I'm home right now... me and my headache... and... lost memories resurfacing now and then... making me shiver...
Which leads me to the second point: Nice photos. But they must be photoshopped - I don't remember ANY of that. Why does the rest of you look so sober while I look like I'm about to fall under the table...? And... um... what was all that Dag-having-fun-thing you're all talking about...? Of course I was having fun - it was my 99th birthday!!!
It was a great weekend - it was soooo good to see you all again. Hetan, Mal you guys are awesome! Thanks for your patience and all the nice words! Dancer, it was really fun to talk to you again, and Cougar - with a bit of practice, by the next time we meet, we indeed might have a meaningful two-way conversation without me asking "Sorry? Excuse me?" all the time.

And Brood - you are the sweetest sweetheart in the world, thanks for your help with the hotel and bookings and everything. (Just keep that bottle of Marillenschnaps closed for a while, OK...?)
And I'm so glad to have met all of you wonderful new people. Grumble, pity you had to leave so early, it was great talking to you. Thanks for the book recommendations, Fid! And Eek, I can't remember a word we were talking about after that Switzerland conversation, but... um... thanks for listening, anyway... Mezla, I'm so glad we've finally met - it was so much fun talking to you, hope we can continue the conversation on a more... sober occasion. And Stone Monkey, a big hug and thank you so, so much for your help and a lovely afternoon and evening.
Now, hoping I haven't forgotten anyone (at least those of you I met before 10 pm), I wish to thank you all for the lovely presents. Concerning the bag, there is still hope, so keep your fingers crossed, and if any of you feels the urge to punch me in the face for that, you are welcome - I've punched myself several times in the past day.
So, nothing more to say then - it was really, really fun. England has beaten Austria 100:0 in a drinking game, but - hell, I wasn't much of a drinker anyway, and this epic hangover brought up pleasant memories from my wild teens... which is not such a bad thing... My invitation to each one of you still stands - should you decide to visit this part of Europe, just let me know, there is still some space in my gay cousin's apartment... (did I really tell you about that... ?) Apart from that, ignore everything else I said on Saturday. (um... Did I give my credit card number to anyone...? )
Now I'm going to go through the pics and after throwing the most incriminating ones in a trash bin, I might post some.
This post has been edited by Dag: 08 December 2008 - 03:30 PM