Went on a ski trip in Italy to fall on my ass and get drunk for a week.
Had a day to recover from my hangover, then I went to Cologne on Rosenmontag looking like a gay pride pirate with the other American I know living here in Münster to have some candy hit me in the face while gulping down beer before sweating my ass off to Kölner Schlager that I couldn't understand until the middle of the night. The Kölner don't fuck around during Karneval.