Cologne Carnival Craziness

My Dearest Reader,


as a teenager I really enjoyed the dress-up, partying and hooking up with random guys on carnival immensely. Even though I lived pretty close to Cologne, one of - if not THE - carnival capitals in Germany, I never went to celebrate there. 

Later on in Uni I had some old friends from high-school living in Cologne, so I sometimes visited them for carnival. But then the decline of my carnival party stamina had already started and I never stayed for more than two days.

Now that I live in Cologne - and not only in Cologne, but right in the heart of the carnival madness - I didn't really celebrate these last two years since I had to work both times. Actually it is kind of funny that last year, when I had moved into this flat, I  basically didn't party at all - not even on the weekend.

This year, however, having carnival off and also some visitors (some of my awesome university friends) I partied hard on Saturday - and then had enough of this whole spectacle already. However, at least I got to see and experience the Rose-Monday parade this year, even though afterwards I chose to finish this video instead of going on partying.

Yes, I'm getting older and cannot do a whole week of drinking, partying, and random guys anymore - but actually I'm totally fine with that - at least in this way I don't really have anything to blame on the Nubbel* :)

With a tired stamina but a clean conscience,
Me

*a straw poppet that hangs in every bar. At the end of carnival he gets blamed for all the sins that have happened in that week and gets ceremoniously burnt.