Saturday, 6 April 2013. To Duisburg
Monday, April 8, 2013Got up around 9am. Took a while to get
ready. The South Korean girl was also getting ready. I learned that she was
traveling to Amsterdam next (like many tourists who pass through this area).
I checked out at 11am sharp. I asked the
guy at the front desk if there was a printer that I could use; he offered to
just print out my document for me. How nice! I signed the document and emailed
it to the office to help with my work visa. After that, I sat in the lounge for
a couple hours, just checking up on things and preparing for my next viewings.
Then, I needed to go – Martin was waiting for me in Duisburg.
I walked, all my bags with me, to the
Hauptbahnhof, and then took the train to Duisburg. I arrived at Duisburg Hbf
after only 18 minutes. Easy. I didn’t see where the tram was, so I just walked
from the station to Martin’s place. It was like a 20 minute walk, and my arms
did get tired from lugging around my bags. But it was no big problem.
I arrived, chilled at Martin’s place, and
soon we went to Aldi to buy some food. Martin had a date that evening, so I
planned to go out. But it turns out, his date didn’t show up. So, we cooked the
chilli tonight (instead of doing it tomorrow).
In the evening, Martin had to write a
translation, and I took a short nap. We then decided to go out. The choices
were either a Uni party in Essen or an indie-punk-rock night in Düsseldorf. I
was interested in checking out Essen, but Martin did prefer to avoid Essen (on
the chance of bumping into someone), so he drove us to Ddorf. We were at Zapp,
a club somewhat tucked away in a quiet quarter away from the city center. €6
entry. The front club was playing punk rock, including Pennywise and
Beatsteaks. The music got worse after some time, but soon we discovered the
back room which had Indie rock music. There were several good-looking girls
there, including one who looked like the girl from An Education and a Taylor
Swift lookalike. Lots of people wearing thick rimmed glasses.
My friends were in Vegas. My Berkeley
peeps/family, Ty from Australia, and Jamie from England, were all in Vegas,
actually.
Martin drove us back around 2am. We missed
the exit on the Autobahn, which led to an extra 15-minute detour :/