NEWSFLASH: Japanese invade Sharks
As night fell in this small outpost of night-life in this deserted northern region of Darmstadt, swarms of young virile Japanese attacked Sharks (apparently to take advantage of the Golden week of their fatherland).
As they streamed in, Sharks reception could hardly keep up with giving directions and rules to these foreigners without a good grasp of the lay of the land.
The receptionists diverted the influx into the locker room where the eager but confused occupiers stumbled over each other trying to find their assigned lockers. Some were in grief when they found that their close companions had lockers far away from theirs, and yea, some even sent to the adjoining room that was too far for them to continue their close consultations on how to proceed with their mission. Nevertheless there were occasions when those from the same unit managed to regroup and enter and exit the showers together lock-step.
But once the stream went past the choke-point of the entrance door to the main lounge, they were assailed by brave Romanian guerillas, some singly, some in pairs. Some, like Serena and Emma, were seen bravely engaging one intruder after another. They might fail in some of their engagements, as some of the intruders, awestruck, quickly manoeuvred themselves away in small groups to defend themselves better. But ultimately, these eager warriors make their killing on some hapless ones.
Noteworthy was that a small German contingent did not join their Romanian compatriots They ignored the onslaught as they were too pre-occupied entertaining a good-looking super fit German young man.
And so it continued for some hours.
But late into the night, the Japanese decided that they had had enough and started withdrawing in twos and threes. Left behind in the battlefield were the unbloodied (as they probably lost their virginity some time ago) Romanians happily counting the spoils they have amassed.
Presumably, there might be further assaults in the following days as the Golden Week wears on.
Meanwhile, your grizzly old correspondent, exhausted by all the jostling, has returned to his abode to file this quick report. Goodnight!