My first Saturday night...

Thank goodness tomorrow is my weekend...it couldn't have come fast enough. Today at work, two guys returnef rom their trip. Shane and Dave are hilarious guys full of great stories. They had just returned from running with the bulls in Pamplona, Spain. They actually ran with them and two of the guys were thrown/hit by a bull. Shane said he was being chased and right as the bull got close, he threw himself into the crowd standing along the road. Dave on the other hand was not as lucky. A "baby" bull throw him over it's back. Luckily, he wasn't run over or hit by any other bulls after that one. Their other friend, Josh, tried to man-handle the bull. He is from Montana and a farm boy, so he grabbed the bull literally by the horns and tried to jump to the side. One of the horns caught him right under his chin and he had to have a few stiches. The guys said that afterwards people were spraying sangria every place and that it was an amazing adrenaline rush....I can only imagine. The guys were nuts to do that. Someone died doing it while they were there as well. With those guys in laundry for the day, it went by faster than any other day.

After work, everyone decided to go to a resturant called Zerbils. It is super small, but really good. We had to eat outside because there was 12 of us, but it was freezing out. I thought it would be warmer since it is July, but I heard that it snowed in the mountains the other night...hopefully it will warm up soon. I decided to try something that wasn't German at the place so I ordered enchiladas. They were so good, but also really spicey. I had my first wheat beer too and it was really good. The guy sitting across me had four during dinner and was going to stay for one more after we all left. I couldn't believe it. Dinner was a lot of fun though. I met some new people and we all got to know each other a little more. While waiting for our food, four other girls showed up completely trashed. They were funny and ordered some food with us to help them sober up. Once we had all finished, some of us decided to go back to the dorms and others decided to go out to another pub called the I pub, or Irish pub. I politely declinded and walked back with four other people. I am really enjoying here. I like the people and it seems like there is always something to do.