Day 1 - 23rd August
23.08.2011 - 23.08.2011 32 °C
Hotel. The reception area was presented as a bar. Pretty kitsch looking place but it was uber modern, great facilities, clean and extremely well priced. Not to mention a stone throw from the city centre.
The heart of Leipzig. Not a big town. Easily walked one end to the other without a expelling a single bead of perspiration. Take nothing away from it’s beauty. Kind of a cross between Avignon and Munich. Great layout, good atmosphere, some high end shopping, plenty of eateries and immaculately presented. Glad we stopped by on the way to Berlin. A little gem that we only decided to visit last minute.
Letting off some steam. It was good to get back into the gym. After a solid workout, I decided to swim a few laps and attempt to sweat off my winter layer in the sauna.
As I was laying there peacefully, a very tall and muscly guy walked in. Of course he was nude but that is how they roll in Germany. Whatever dude. Now here is where it got interesting. Please stop reading now if you are squeamish.
Let me set the scene. I was laying facing the wall so I couldn’t see the guy. I heard a few noises that sounded a little ‘suspect’. No, I thought to myself. Not possible. He was just in the gym so maybe he was rubbing the sweat of his arms and legs. Please be rubbing sweat of your arms and legs, dude. The noise continued… then stopped… continued again… by this stage I was starting to get a little concerned. A few seconds later, I heard a slap against some part of his body. What the F are you doing, mate? This is meant to be peaceful experience. I stood up ready to leave, picked up my towel and caught a glimpse of who I will refer to as the yellow pages mascot. He was letting his fingers do the walking alright… and the talking… and a whole heap of other stuff that you shouldn’t f'n be doing in a sauna when there is someone else sharing the space.
‘No running’, the sign read on the way out. Yeah, how about you go in there…