Slowly over the next few days, the stupidity of me backing one work van into the other was forgotten. The next group of Oktoberfestians began to show up and before I knew it, the weekend was on us once more. This time we had more guests than spots on the coach, so I had to drive another busload of people into Munich, stay there all day, and not drink due to the fact that I would have to drive home at the end of it. Due to this party pooping problem, I didn’t hang around at Oktoberfest and instead went into Munich.
Unfortunately for me, it was a public holiday celebration the reunification of Germany, and hence nothing at all was open. So I spent the day sitting in the Wombats hostel lounge, using their free WiFi and allowing everyone to believe that I was a guest. Being as I had stayed the before, I didn’t feel guilty about this, and it allowed me a lot of time to Skype people and sort of some issues that had been getting put off due to my lack of internet access. At the end of the night I drove a bunch of drunk people home, and then went directly to bed so I could avoid as much of the annoyance as possible. You see, I have realized in the last six months, that possibly my least favourite thing in the world, is hanging out with drunk people when I am sober.
The next day was Sunday. The last day we would be going to Oktoberfest. I of course, was driving people and couldn’t go, even though I had been doing the lions share of drives lately and the other driver would be going to Oktoberfest for the 6th straight time. I put this down to karma for my crashing the van, and got on with it. I was just driving people to Munich airport, so at least I didn’t have to hang around with drunk people.
By the time Monday rolled around I was on the home stretch and could feel it. I had three drives to do, and was quite happy with that as it would keep me busy and make the day go faster. I had one drive left to do Tuesday and it was in to Munich, so Lauren and Danielle came with me and after we dropped the guests in town we had some lunch and a little walk around town before coming home and chilling out together for the last time before we all go up and left Kirchberg the next morning.
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