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The school-trip to Salzburg

12:06 Nov 19 2005
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The school trip to Salzburg was a really fun one. The fact i almost got expeled because of it makes a nice statement of just how great it was. The fun part didnt actually happen in Salzburg, but on the way thereand back. Hmmm....if i recall correctly its gonna be exactly a year in 2 weeks from now. Well, anyway... The trip to Salzburg was mandatory, gonna see the birth-place of Mozart. What can a dead poet give me i dont know. I wasnt too happy about going, but it was something i had to do. We set out on a friday morning. it was 5 am so we were all sleepy. The school had ordered a bus and a van to take us to our destination. I volunteered to go to the van since a couple of my frineds went there too. There were 9 of us in that van. Me, my 2 friends and 6 others from a different class. We were accompanied by our music teacher along with his wife and his daughter (which weren't even supposed or allowed to be there in the first place) and our driver. Of course when we talked we used our sleng and you can imagine that didnt sit too well with the mother. We started off badly with her before the van even started moving. Well, the first two hours we basicaly didnt do much. Slept a little, listened to music and such. But once we woke up and fully awakened, thats where the fun started (for us of course). We started to sing songs....first national, then pop, then rap and so on and so on until we started making dirtier versions of them. And of course got yelled about it by the mother. That didnt actually do anything to stop us. Just made us think for a moment before starting again. Well, after a khm two hours of singing and 4 hours of being on the road we decided it was time for a couple hundred dozen rounds of applauds for us. We applaued to practicaly anything (trafic cop, stop light, new jacket....) for an hour. Our hands hurted, but it was nothing compared to what we did to our school teachers nerves. Then we did many things too numerous to even mention. When we finally arrived to Salzburg we we're first given a boring tour and had to take some notes, but after that we we're free to frolic around a little. We all packed up on Mozart kugeln. Its a soft candy in the shape of a ball, wrapped with a paper with Mozart's face on it. Well, when we had to go back to the van we we're a little displeased, but we obeyed anyway. It was about 4 or 5 pm when we started the drive home. All was quiet for an hour (if i dont count a few loud burps), but then we got an idea. We started a food fight, throwing the Mozart kugeln at each other. We made quite a mess. 15 minutes and 76 Mozart kugeln later the van was a chocalaty and marzipan mess! Hehe, you shouldve seen how pissed off the mother and the teacher were. Our food fight was stopped abrupty by a loud fart by a bosnian schoolmate of mine named Goran. The whole van smelled like a month decomposing pig. We almost suffocated and rushed to open the windows, but alas, through the windows then rolled in the smell of fertilizer. It seems the farmers in that area decided to fertilize their land that day. Still, that stench wasn't half as bad as the fart. We started singing and applauding after that for 4 straight hours. When we came back to our homes, im willing to bet we all had a smile on ur face (not to mention chocolate). But on monday it was judgement day. It seems that the mother sent a letter to the school minister and all hell broke loose, buuuut thats another story. The important thing is that i didnt get expeled and it was a heck of an experience i had!


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