Today, I had chili cheese fries for dinner at Blue Frog together with Christoph and Jan. After the second cocktail, the idea to hit some Golf balls arised, so that we quickly walked (yes! walked! no taxi! 
) to the next driving range a couple hundred meters away. At first, I was unsure, wether the staff at the driving range would let me go on the driving range at all, as I was wearing shorts and flipflops. But no one complained, so that we booked the driving range for an hour…
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| 2007-10-03 – Golf |
On the way home, I stopped at a pharmacy to get some ointment for the ‘little’ blisters (see last picture) on my hands. The pharmacist looked at my hands, handed me over some ointment, then asked “for foot?” (why would I show my hands, if I want medicine for my feet??), I said “no”, then she gave me another ointment. The packaging did not contain a single latin character, so that I only could (try to) believe her.
After putting some ointment on the blisters at home, I had to realize that the ointment might not be for the purpose, for which I bought it…it burned like hell. 
Anyway, man do not need medicine at all!!
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