(The lounge is in the first floor of this two storied building and they went on the roof and let the fuze hang down from it - certainly keeping it away from the walls by two wood poles)
Afterwards we started to burn the bangers of my "special one" and we started (no idea how it started) a kind of "street fight" with other vietnamese guests we knew by throwing the bangers from on side of the street to the others. I know this was dangerous and unreasonable but it was really funny (and at least one time each year I want to be unreasonable

)
Afterwards a DJ played some R'n'b and Hiphop but we wanted to look for some karaoke or dancing (not quite clear at this time) so we headed to our favourite karaoke spot Hai's restaurant but they did not offer karaoke this night

. And a former colleague of Michael did not want to stay in a restaurant again so we looked for other opportunities. Finally we ended up in the "Yours Australian Bar" in the lower floor were they have a little dancefloor and also offer some "karaoke" - so we had both. But the "karaoke" was awfull, because the music was much too loud and you had scream the lungs out of your body to hear something

(the music was too loud anyway and not my kind of taste - though it was ok).
After a while the former colleague of Michael and her friend left and so we (Michael, my "special one", me and another guy called Michael but I will name him "Mike" here) stayed a little longer. I enjoyed a Guiness (the only reason what may make me visit this location again) together with Mike and soon Michael left as well and it was good that way because he was really drunk. He said goodbye and my "special one" left as well - without saying any kind of farewell too me

. What the hell does he think I am

?!?!
At least Mike was so kind to wait with me until it was time to catch the first underground to the central station though he was really tired as well. He's an interesting person. He's native english speaker from the US but speaks german fluent as well and he works as inhouse translator for a bank in Frankfurt. And he speaks mandarin as well (was his second subject at university) so we chatted a little (and did some advertisement for www.askbenny.cn because he wants to refresh his mandarin a little). He also accompanied me to the underground station which was on his way home.
And without him I wouldn't have seen this:

(It's the home of the "Kinka Suite" a very exclusive but excellent bar and restaurant in the city centre)
Surprisingly the train home was full of more or less drunk and tired party people

.
(Sorry no more pics because the battery of my cam act strange that night, but Mike took some which I hope he will send them soon.)
This was definitely not the start into 2008 I liked to have


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Edit: That's why it's hard for me to say "Happy new year"...I hope you understand it.
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