On Friday we had a party in our unit. It was an international party because we played just music out of our home countrys. This lead to a mix of german, swiss, swedish, french and australiens sounds.

It began quite nice with lots of ballons.

But later someone broke a bottle of wine in our kitchen. Delphine, Christoph and Stefan are dicussing whose fault it was. But the wrongdoer couldn't hide for long.
The Aussie in his right position: down under
I think he felt like home!

left: Rainer meets his neighbour. By the way: Could you imagine that this girl tore open tons of rats and baby-chickens?
With the same time in the kitchen Urs started to stir again although it was his sober evening. (right)

left: It was definitely Stefans night!
right: The best and most educated conversations are always held in the kitchen. That's the reason why I'm there and therefore on so few photos this time.