If 100 alumni of the company's program, students meet once a year, which is a bit of modern class trip. The place to be is always in England (where else) this year in Regensburg. I remember vaguely a previous visit here with my parents, where we ate a packet of frozen mini cream puff on the Danube. With vanilla ice cream in it, very tasty. Today's Bavarian: Obazda, sausage salad, pretzels, radishes, bread, meat loaf, Nürnberger with sweet mustard and Bavarian cream as the grand finale. Can to endure too:)
We eat a lot, talk more and think of the good old days. Back then there was still beer, now we drink wine. Back then there was still bunk beds in the hostel, now double in 4-star hotel . At that time we visited five of hours squeezed into the car, now we order for each route taxi. At night we make the Regensburg Nightlife uncertain. There are exactly three clubs, can go where you are all right next to each other. The audience is on average 16th We at the 30th Anyway, we still have fun and watch the youth of today emptied a bottle of vodka and countless cans of Red Bull after another. The closing hour's even a proper Brawl in the street. Then everything has to. We drive back to the hotel, no bar has more open, nothing. So we lay siege to the lobby and wait until we kicked - uh are kindly requested to go to our rooms. It's a bit earlier. Only without teachers. A few hours sleep, then you go back home already. Group ticket for the ICE. We maintain all section with our discussions on starting salary, quality of the aircraft of interest, paid overtime, newly purchased cars and stocks, bad bosses, PhD and career opportunities in major corporations. That's us: the typical yuppies par. I am ashamed a bit. But actually not. What is become of us?
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