Well, Hamburg. I got up on time (yay!) and went to the airport. Of course, the world had decided to further stomp onto my already frayed nerves by providing a huge snowstorm in Munich and a storm in Hamburg, so that I thought I wouldn't even survive to see my first "real" own project.

Did survive, though (which should be apparent from me posting here but I just like to hear me speak resp. see me type). Anyways. Arrived there late and took a taxi to the hotel. Of course, my cab driver was slightly crazy and started discussing the origin of the German language and especially the Bavarian dialect (which he claimed I didn't have).

Then work: of course everything went OK - preventive panic rocks. Then I went to have some sushi. I really like the conveyor belt thingies, cost me a fortune, though, but I considered it a celebration. Continued celebrating in the hotel with the best café latte I ever had (for only € 3 no less) and then felt somewhat lonely.

Usually I don't mind being single, but on Monday I had the feeling that I would have liked to call somebody to share. That and being in a hotel all alone triggered the feeling that I would have liked somebody to wish me a good night. Or something. Well, I called my roommate instead and sent some SMS. Friends are good :)