Fuck Parade- one of my favorite things in the whole wide world. Where to begin...
Well Fuck Parade is absolutely amazing. It is an anti-establishment gathering that is all about Berlin and its inhabitants. We met up with some people from CouchSurfing- a guy named Pablo from Mexico who had just moved to Berlin. They didn't let any glass bottled into the area before the parade started, so naturally we stood just outside and got hella drunk. Hell, we got Fuck Parade drunk. When the parade started and the music trucks started moving, the cops dispersed as did the glass bottle barrier. There were tons of bottles of beer everywhere, even some unopened. We made sure that those did not get wasted on such a celebratory day.
Basically Fuck Parade was loud techno music playing from slow moving trucks and people walking around and behind them getting pretty drunk all around the city. Luckily I brought my party apron, and I found the best time to wear it.
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| getting the party started |
At some point I went to the store to get more beer for me and Hanako. Unfortunately I ended up loosing her and drinking all the beer. First I stopped a little past where she has stopped to wait for me, so I climbed up on an apartment window sil to see if I could spot her. For some reason everyone was really excited to see me and several of them took pictures of me. I guess there's something about a naked guy in an apron (but I wasn't naked, I had that overpriced Cinelli hat on! oh and boxer brief short shorts). I treked on, drank more beer, and rode the party wave until I saw a bridge and decided to stand on a light post and wait for my lovely hanaknak. We finally reunitied (and it felt so goooood). Turns out she was in good hands with the rest of the CS gang, Pablo, red pants (aka Clara), et al.
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| red pants and pretty Pablo |
We kept walking and ended up near the front of the parade which was being maintained by a line of policemen, pretty amusing for an anti-establishment parade. I ended up asking one of the cops where a good place to pee was, he said the park, meaning the bushes. God I love Berlin.
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| three dots means ill break your knee caps |
After a long hard day of drinking, we stopped at some stand for some Veggie kebap, and watched the parade go by. Along the way, I had aquired a fat red marker, so naturally I took the time to advertise my bici club, and what better advertisement than a moving billboard?
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| MoM Ridaz! Yes that dude has boobs |
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| she is waaaay too happy about this |
After the parade we walked back to our bikes, got more beer, and a pizza kit to make pizza the next day (remember, most stores, including markets, are closed on Sunday). We went to the after party Fuck Parade at some venue called Suicide Circus. We partied until 8am with the sun well up. 'Nuff said.
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