My Recent Trip to East Germany

So I thought I'd share some of my experiences that I had on my recent trip to East Germany (AKA a warehouse on Delaware Ave.). The night began at the annual B-lud Fooze 'N Booze. Colt burgers were flying off the grill, everyone was downing lamb's blood like it was water, and the cheers from the rattling of the foosball table filled the air.


So after sometime a certain lady friend of mine had ventured over. We foozed, boozed and dance for a good while at the B-lud before she suggested that we head on over to Delaware Ave. and listen to Daniel Bell spin some minimal tech. Sounded like my kind of scene so I agreed. You can see the exact location of the warehouse we went to on this map here (its in the center of the orange portion of the map here--->).


We had found out that it was BYOB, so we decide not to loose our buzz and walked over to the neighborhood pizzeria and picked up some more beer. While waiting in line I saw a member of one of my classes just hanging out. What he was doing around there, I have no idea. (side note: he was kicked out of on-campus housing for warehousing and arsenal of weapons, which included BB guns and samurai swords). He kept asking me where I was going and I told him to see a dj and that he couldn't come.

What happened next I'm not sure I can fully explain. Somewhere between Spring Garden and Delaware Ave, we arrived at an East German warehouse party.

As we walked into the room there was a thin layer of smoke filling the air. This provided a perfect medium for the lights to become a lasered ceiling creating an uber-cosmic
spatial transcendence; mind numbing to say the least. We danced for a bit and little by little took in this very kraut-esque environment.

I ventured over to restroom as it was time to release some urine. I noticed a guy and gurl in there already and thought nothing of it as there was a stall and urinal and seeing as I really had to go. So as I 'm taking care of business, I hear the distinct sound of the door locking. As I finished up, I turned around and noticed that they had taken out little bags of white powder. Yes thats right as Bull Ruth would put it, "cocaine, AKA blow, AKA yayo, AKA nose candy, AKA coke". They put their keys in their tiny bags and were taking hits off of the their keys. They asked me if I wanted some several times, but I politely responded that I was good for the time being. Eventually I managed to escape the bathroom (without taking any hits).

Following this, I meet back up with my girl and we went to explore one of the side rooms. We notice that there was an open window which lead to the roof. So naturally we went outside. Outside we meet two (actual) East Germans. They were meander about the rooftops of nearby buildings and even managed to climb on some of the billboards of I-95. It was certainly a sight to see.

We ended up staying until about 5:00am; just an hour past the point someone started blowing a whistle along with the music.



It was a perfect night.