A Night Out

I met a really nice girl named Esther my first day in Germany. I was only able to talk to her for a few minutes and then had to leave for a welcome dinner. In typical American fashion, I told Esther I would meet up with her later. For some reason my promise slipped my mind.

I randomly ran into her a full week later. As one could imagine, the meeting was awkward once I had realized my failed fufillment of a promise I made to a German girl. One of the first things I had learned during the spring semester was to always keep your word to a German. I guess I had failed the most basic of courtesy my first night in Germany. In typical male fashion, I sought to make up for being a jerk. Roses were out of the question, but a night out on the town wasn't.

We finally met up a few days later for a dinner. She had been tired from a long day of classes and we settled on a local doner shop. A doner is similar to a gyro in the US. Luckily, I had been to this doner store before and befriended the turkish people that ran the place. Who doesn't mind looking like a boss when out on a date? Esther ordered the food for us in German as I talked to the owners in English. She sat down and I brought over our drinks to the table. I had selected a delicious looking German beer to drink. It was not a screw top and I needed something to open it with. Esther became suspicious that I had not drank any of my beer yet. She went to the front of the store, opened it for me, grabbed a glass, and poured my beer. During the pouring I was wondering if this is typical Germany or is this what Heaven is feels like?

We had started eating at about 9pm and suddenly realized it was now 11pm. When I say suddenly realized, I mean the lights were literally turning off. Esther wanted to go out on the town for cocktail drinks, but was worried it would take to long to get downtown. I told her we should use a cab, and noticed I was leaning back on one. I talked to the owners and told them my dilemma. They offered to take us downtown and I gladly accepted. They even offered me a free pizza before I left for Switzerland. A few cocktails downtown, a cab ride home, and my night out had come to an end.