The birthday

Ok, sorry for being such a lazy blogger this week. Can only blame my expose and crazy search for cheap train tickets to London (+ f-ing Eurostar who refuses to accept my swedish creditcard. Rotten in hell, you evil french traincompany!).

Anyway... Weekend started with Louises birthday party, verri nize. Welcome to the twenties, girl! Dinner at her and Marika's, followed by shots at Finn Kelly's and dancing at Rivers. Highlights from the evening:

- Louise playing nouse- flute for the dinnerguests ( yeah, it is just as weird as it sounds). For those who have never been introduced to a nouse-flute (where have you been living???), it's a yellow thing you put under your nouse while blowing to make it sound (next step, learning to play different tones and finally, a song) Ended up with everyone determined to order one for themselves at www.snor.nu (cause that's what we do in Annecy).

- Creepy Italian guy stepping up to Katrin at Rivers and whispering: "What do you think of my friend"?, then pointing at even creepier Fabio lookalike (long greasy hair and waay to revealing shirt, doing something similar to the chickendance in the other end of the room).

- French guy peeing very close to Manuels bike outside of Rivers when we left. Funny dialogue:

French guy: " Ooh, je suis desole..."

Manuel: " Ah, C'est pas grave"...

Marika:" But is grave! He's peeing on you bike!"

Manuel: "Well, it's a free country..."

Saturday: Lovely sunny day wich started with nice brunch at the lake, then later in the evening: American dinner with hamburgers and fries at Casa De L'Isernon! Marika, Louise, Katrin and moi enjoyed Rachels cooking-skills.

Highlights from this day:

American kid Taylor locked in his own apartment, scared to come out and face crazy japanase girl who followed him from the night before and refused to leave. Called Rachel in panic (always there to offer friendly advice: "Dude, just get up and get going! She can't hold you there! She's fucking 90 pounds! Push her out in the street and run! Or sell her to a barowner!")
Another day in the city of Annecy...