I think Germany won at something football related. I'm not entirely sure if it's football, but I'm pretty sure it's something that touches a nation in that special place that makes them go crazy.
We caved and went to McDondald's. We remarked on how very, very little people were out tonight. We had our meal, provided McDo can be considered that, and were about to go order ice cream. Then about a dozen cars started circling the building, honking their horns.
My first thought was: drunk people get hungry too.
Then we got our ice cream and went out. The entire city of Coburg and their families have hopped into cars bedecked with German flag and flag-like objects, decided to see repeatedly if their horns still worked and let everyone not driving have at it with vuvuzelas. I am not exaggerating. I am not making this up. Outside, it's a cacaphony of cars, horns and happy noises.
I asked the boyfriend about it, who just sort of shrugged and said 'probably football'.
Is it a world cup year? Did Germany qualify? Was today the finals? I have no idea. I know there was a match on, because McDonald's authorised a newspaper to give out vouchers for free breakfast the day after matches, and tomorrow's one of those days, but the importance of it is sort of lost on me. It's twenty-something twenty-somethings running after a leather sphere and kicking it away when they get to it. If a dog were to do that, they'd call it easily amused and a bit dim-witted. If people do it, it's apparently a matter of national or regional pride. It's a weird double standard and I'm not sure I get it.
In the mean while, the noise has died down a bit. I hope they'll all go to sleep soon, so we can get some sleep too.
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