So the Germany-Austria game was interesting. I went to watch it at Stadtmitte, more because I wanted to see my boyfriend than out of any major desire to see this particular match. Germany won, 1-0, but as far as I’m concerned it was more down to good luck than anything else. The chance they missed at the beginning was quite frankly silly! And Austria should have equalised at one point – they’d still have been out though, even if they had. At least Germany played better tonight than they did against Croatia, but still there was more excitement off the pitch than on. What on earth were Joachim Loew and Austria’s coach (whose name I don’t know) doing to get themselves sent into the stands? Who knew a referee could even do that? I certainly didn’t!
After the match I had a half an hour walk home, on my own. Jan is staying at his own place tonight. The good thing about living in Germany is that a girl can actually walk home alone at 11 o’clock at night without having to worry about chavs… or something worse. I think I might be slightly deaf now though from all the car horns and people chanting “so sehen Sieger aus” (that’s what winners look like). Oh, something that amused me. Walking past the Town Hall I saw two middle aged men in suits who seemed to be taking a stroll. I didn’t pay too much attention to them at first, but then I heard one say to the other, in English, “they’re all singing their songs in German.” Hello! They’re German, we’re in Germany, what would you like them to sing their songs in? Spanish maybe?!? Strange people!
It’s time for me to go to bed now. I couldn’t sleep last night and spent most of today proofreading an operating manual for a sewage works. For some reason my brain really wants to shut down now….
Confuzzledom 