Monday, 19 June 2006
The Dangers of Monrepo Park
So then. I wouldn't have too much to say now except for what just happened a few minutes ago. It was a pretty typical Sunday afternoon not much happening, at lot of empty space floating around, and then I found out that Yolanda got hit by a biker on his way downhill at the Monrelos, which is what me and Craig nicknamed the "Favoritepark South" area here in Ludwigsburg. He was going very fast downhill and didn't have time to beep at them, and he crashed directly into her at top speed, and hurt her pretty bad so her head was bleeding and she had bruises over her arms and stuff. But thankfully it wasn't that bad, and she's okay. And then just a few hours ago, Craig, myself, Petra, Cornelia and Toby decided to go down the Monrelos at 1 am in the morning to find out if the Turkish Fish Festival was still going on. So we started walking and quickly realized how dangerous it actually was to be there at night. It was dark. Very dark. So dark we could barely see anything going on. And as we were walking Craig decides to take advantage of the situation and pull his dick out and walk around like that for a while in the darkness with Petra, Cornelia and Toby ahead of him. Fortunately, they never suspected. We got about halfway there and realized that the party was over, but the flashes of light were not actually from a party but rather from an incoming storm that was making its way over the park. But for some reason, we decided to continue downwards, and we ended up at the park eventually where the first three climbed up the pile of blocks in the park and Craig and I went to gaze at the pond. Afterwards, we all left, after losing sight of Craig for a little bit. But on the way back, we got sideswiped by this random guy on a motorcycle, when suddenly two minutes later, the Politzei show up glancing down at us. Then as we ignore them and move on, they decide to swerve around a cut us off from leaving at they block the exit to the Monrelos and start asking Toby all kinds of questions about what he smoked and what he was doing there. We finished that and headed back and here I am now. I can't believe we almost got arrested in the Monrepo Park for just being there at night. That's whoa, even for me.
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