Sat. Olaf tried to wake me up - no point. The HERR and [Biff] eventually pulled me and my sleeping bag out of the tent. I didn't feel well at all and noticed with a shock that I had drank 17 Aces.

Thilo looked even worse. He told us that there had been a bad fight during the night. One guy from his got three mugs in his face and had to be hosptalized. Why and how it had all started - nobody knew. These fights are a bunch of shit and those assholes that start them should be kicked in their nuts.

... The bikes from the kids from "Senden", [Biff], Pissi & Arne.

Now swimming. The pool was infested by scooterists already and the guard had a hard time keeping order up. Everall was hitting on some chick, but unfortunately didn't get lucky.

Some pizza and back to the ralley.

The "Leistungspruefstand" was scheduled for 1pm. We got there at 3 and were told that it had been cancelled. The fungames were nothing but an odd soccer game - not very fun.

Since none of the planned events took place, [Biff] and Pissi went back home. We started with some more beer at 4:30, about time. No wonder that the crazy sun had lit my fire by the time it was six.