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negative result - a result too

For the second time bring with him to Munich to fine weather. I have all the same Wednesday night as throbbing head, that my only desire was soon to reach the hotel and fall. But before you fall, I went into the hotel restaurant, which is not at all sorry. Since I am in the office allowed to eat, how much you want, I do not confine salad with chicken and crispy bacon (which after all the charm of that Germans are all vegetable salads add cucumber! it has a very different tastes!), but also asked the Viennese schnitzel, pre-specifying how it is big. I was told that Schnitzel after salad with chicken should be well very hungry, and I was very hungry, so I decided to take the risk. The schnitzel was absolutely not so and a large and so do not gigantstkim as I described it all the time in the stories of eyewitnesses. So, with poltarelki. "An ear of an elephant" ala Milanese much any more.

Or I overeaten, or just lay down card, but the next morning failed software release in production. System test passed, but was listed some instability . As a result, It was decided to hang up the eleven restaurants which start next week were to launch a pilot version. Ah, then, the fate of my return to Munich again.

From hilarious at the time of travel:

* What luck: in the bathroom in the hotel room had the same hair dryer. "They are saints!" Flashed through my mind a quote from "Ordinary Miracle." (I'm so afraid that the dryer will not.) However, this morning I changed my opinion on their sanctity when they saw the check digit € 19,90 for breakfast (morning price is fixed and does not depend on whether I ate two brioches with juice and cappuccino or welled up like the others, a couple Shmatkov sausage).

* At McDonald's I was carrying a lady of forty, which for lack of a GPS check the road with the usual card.

* Makdonaldsovskie workers, does not appear to have lunch at a restaurant Makdonaldsovskom: they have in the yard for the mighty door with combination lock has a special eatery self service , where all food is not even durstvennaya. Their tortellini, of course, I was not inspired, so I chose guliasch-soup . Why, oh why Italians do not cook meat soups?

* German young people - it's just a song some. In Makdonaldsovskom office young people however, only two people (Martin and Stefan), but very tall! The leg under them that hip. Felt close to them full asian.

* As you know, the Italians analogue of the number 13 is number 17. That is 13 for them simply means nothing. So I noticed that the aircraft Lyufthansy undermined not only by the 13th, but the 17-th series places. Or maybe it's only "Italian" lines?

returned last night in MI, but here Dubakov and rain without end. Good weather has remained in Munich.