Mittelalter Party

Mr Nicolaus and I went to the Mittelalter Party at – well – the biggest club playing our music round here. On the main floor would be medieval rock – that is rock music with medieval elements and instruments and stuff. We both like it. very. much.

But we were early, so we could park near the club. Not. Unfortunately, there were lots of big events in the other clubs so we had to walk a little farther than we planned. But we are nice and do not park where it is not allowed. Just in case. You wouldn’t want to risk a parking ticket on a night out, would you?

Being early also means, you have to sit through the DJs chill out music. He’s quite convinced, that dancing should not take place before some certain time. So the music is not too loud and he tends to play songs that are nice to listen to, but too slow to really dance. I think, yesterday he played just some album. I hate it when he does that. He started the dance with a fucking long version of some song called “Palästinalied”. It felt like 15 minutes, it was veeeeeeery slow – so only slow-mo dancing possible. I was kind of pissed. Anyway, I had to look out for some guy cald in leather and leather amour parts, because he was swinging his drinking horn and had cleary had too much booze already.

Then the fun part started: there are really lots of hits available in this sector and lots of different bands – and Mr DJ put us through almost all of them. Almost no slow songs in between, just fast rock – we danced for over two hours before we settled down at the bar for some drinks. Actually just water, because we were sweating like hell. Everything else would have been so totally fucking inappropriate. Those two hours were really fun – especially when people tried to go smokin and they just stayed, exclaiming “NO! I can’t go, because of this song!”. 😀 Not smoking fucking rocks!

People were really great last night. Most people on the medieval floor were cleary fans of this music and the rest – well, they just partied along. So there was just a huge crowd dancing there hearts out, singing along with the music, bouncing, spinning – just giving everybody a really great time, who went along.

We left at shortly before three o’clock in the morning because I was so totally wasted. (No alcohol for me – just more like feeling sooooo very close to collapsing because your system is strained a little very much. Plus stomach sending strange messages that could either indicate imminent return of  its contents or plain hunger)

Strangest thing of last night: I met my student’s thesis supervisor last night. I did not know he liked that music and I did not think I would _ever_ meet him in this club. Dancing and stuff. Should I feel old now? 😉

Lessons learned? Yupp, don’t fucking restrain myself to one meal a day (not even because I am still fucking nervous) and go out to dance like some kind of maniac. Stomach protests that. Legs too. Feet will equally join in.


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