Last night I didn’Äôt do much. I drove up to Thorsten’Äôs house and watched the Sweden vs. Bulgaria soccer game, and then drove to Heldenplatz, where I laid on the lawn for awhile with Jakob and Monica. We then went to ’ÄúDas Donau’Äù which is this really strange bar-type thing in a former synagogue. Yep, that was that night. Thorsten told me there’Äôs going to be some huge party tonight, so that ought to be fun.