Melbourne Cup

Although we're all the way over here in Germany, we too have been caught up in Melbourne Cup fever (well not really, it was just a good excuse to drink free Australian wine and eat meat pies). We (Katho, Luke and I) managed to wrangle an invite to the Australian Embassy's Melbourne Cup party, which saw us getting all dressed up last night, ready to rub shoulders with all those prominent Aussie expats in Berlin.

Disappointingly, that Deutsche Welle newsreader wasn't there, nor anyone famous that we could recognise. I think it was fairly obvious that we were the only students in a sea of boringly dressed business people... you know the ones, young IT and management 'professionals' rubbing shoulders with pompous-looking, fat CEOs.

However, during the obligatory fashion awards, things started getting interesting. The third placed contestant was a lady who looked uncannily familiar; she has curly hair like Sam (from our German 5-6 classes), she has the same last name as Sam, and Sam said his mother was thinking of moving back to Germany... she must be Sam's mother! So after our third glass of wine each, we had gathered up enough courage to talk to her, and... she was Sam's mother, she's wonderfully lovely, and gave us plenty of dirt on Sam =)

Yes Sam, that's right, we met your mother!

How small the world is! And through her, we met a nice young Australian Opera singer and his wife, which means we might just have to go see him perform at the Komische Oper here in Berlin.

Anyway, here's a photo of Luke and I in our scratched together outfits;

I'll put one up with Katho in it when I find it...

Bis dann.