Porta Piss up
OK... so I am currently in Muenster, however, I must go on more about Porta Westfalica...
Here I was last night in town, thinking need to get rest before the long haul 120 klm ride to Muenster.... did some minor repair work on the bike, heading back to the hotel collect my laudary and go to bed....
Discovered the laundary not done due to it not being collected - no biggie - anyway the receptionist was being very appologetic, in very good english too - finally I can have a converstion that doesn't consist of me hacking up the language of my ancestors.
Let's just call the receptionist "K", I ask "K" about all the drunk kids cutting through the car park - where I was fixing my bike. Aparently there is a beach party at the club right across the street. A beach party? I ask, how many hundred kilomteres are we inland again? No no no K curses - has sand therfefore is a beach. - she means they fill the club with river sand and set up a few fake palm trees.
So i am thinking Porta - meeting place for local farmers... hmmm is this going to be interesting or a really lame tavern full of smelly sheep farmers? How wrong could one person be?
HOLYSHIT... them farm girls know how to party... there are 7 separate bars, 3 dancefloors, outdoor techno dancefloor, nude bar (strip off and drink for free), mechanical bull, swimming pool... probably other shit too... but I was too pissed to notice...
I met Markus, a german guy who has worked in Australia and is keen on returning... hehe drinkning buddy - well lets say I got a couple of hours sleep and managed to get on my bike the next morning - I filled up on ibuprofen (pain killers) before and during the ride out of PW...
Australia could learn something from this "QUIET" rural town...

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