Bosseln 2014 - the houseguests

Since a lot of Kaska and Thorsten's friends came from out of town for Bosseln, we offered to host a couple of overnight guests at our place. We were assigned Angelo and Ksenia, in the hopes that they would make a love connection (this phrase should be followed a fit of girly giggling, tee hee hee).

Ksenia is a Russian woman working on her Masters at the university in Heidelberg, Germany. She comes from the farthest east part of Russia, along the Pacific coast. She speaks fluent Korean and worked in Seoul for seven years doing statistical market research. She travels often and you can tell - her luggage was a backpack, she took five minute showers and used only a hand towel.

Angelo is a half German, half Italian guy who lives somewhere near Dortmund, Germany. I don't know what he does with his time. I'm pretty sure it's not working. He uses a lot of hair products and left his tweezers and his electric toothbrush in our bathroom. Once Ksenia had dragged Angelo out of the aero-bed on Saturday, his German and Italian sides had an inner conflict.

The rest of us were showered and dressed, ready to play Bosseln. Angelo sat with us, lazily enjoying breakfast, and said "you know, I think we are going to be late." It was 11:30 and the game was supposed to start at 12. "I hate to say it," he continued, "because we are enjoying such a nice breakfast, but we are going to be really late to this thing." Did he move faster? Did he jump up and get ready? No. He sipped his coffee and at 11:58 decided to take a shower. The German in him wanted to be punctual, but the Italian in him was moving at his own pace.

Since we were already late we planned to take a taxi. I called the taxi. It came. It waited. Finally it left because Angelo had been in the bathroom for half an hour. Meanwhile, 30 people were waiting for us in the woods, ready to roll some balls.

While Angelo showed some interest in Ksenia at first, it was clear early on that she's way out of his league. There would be no love connection, despite their friends' efforts at playing Cupid (tee hee hee). While Ksenia and Brian talked in depth about linguistic geography, Angelo played games on his smart phone.

The next day, when there was nowhere we had to go and no one waiting for us, he was actually pretty cool. And his hair smelled great. Ksenia may have thought so too, but she is a woman who knows where she is heading. Angelo is a boy lost in the woods. Somewhere in those woods are 30 people throwing balls down the path, but they left 45 minutes ago.