Hitchhiking to Leipzig on Saturday morning was a shit. It took me almost 1.5 hours to get into a car in Ingolstadt and an overall 5 hours to reach the outskirts of Leipzig. I skated to the station and arrived at the same time as the train I could have taken. Basti, Eli's train from Mannheim came half an our later and we went with Steffen to his house which was situated in a quite exclusive residential area. Indeed, his flat was not yet refurbished, so he could afford the rent. We got a completely empty room to sleep. Oh, it was not completely empty - it had a carpet. But that's more than ok for a free accomodation.
After cooking dinner he showed us around the town on an individual city and pub sightseeing. Quite a nice town. The day ended in a pub called FlowerPower. The decoration looked like the name would suggest. Pure hippy style.
We got up late on Sunday, right in time to walk to this day's event, the 12. Prix de Tacot, a yearly soapbox race where just self-built constructions are allowed. It consists of 3 races. First it has to be pushed an eight hundred metre long path up a mountain by a team of runners. Then there is a timed lap on this mountain. And lastly it has to race down on its own. Bast, Steffen and me helped pushing one soapbox up the mountain and we were lucky (or fast) enough to win. It's the one on the upper photo. But it was about winning, the event alone was fun enough, especially some of the very strange soapboxes. My favorite was the stylishly shaped trike (middle right), the starship (middle left, with already some missing parts) and the polar station (down). The last was pulled by a penguin which was again lured by a men with fishes, a really funny sight. See more pics on their site.
We left the race just in time to go to the Festwiese, where the Grönemeyer concert was scheduled for 6:30. More than 70,000 people have been there and he stayed on stage for three hours until he had nothing more to sing than old German folksongs. It was then when the audience did let him go. On the photo you can see Eli, Basti and me. It's not that Eli especially likes her left side but it's the only photo where all of us are united.