There's no spring without Mercatorstrasse, and there's no Mercatorstrasse without spring! This is what many of us thought in the gloomy morning of May 17th, 2008, when the infamous Bremer weather was giving one of its traditional performances - clouds, rain and damp, damp feeling deep inside your soul. The day, when Mercatorstrasse 1369 was supposed to take place at the SUNNY Mercator Terrace.

But how wrong were we - no weather could stop a spirit, striving for ultimate fun! Once it was clear that no outside entertainment could happen outdoors, the Mercator servery was very quickly transformed and a Medieval hall, with market stands, fortune-teller's tents, tavern (serving free beer!), even a little castle with inevitable dungeon cells and an unlucky smurf locked down in them. Improvised and authentic, medieval costumes were paraded - one could meet knights, princesses, witches, Arab sheikhs, Indian maharajas, bandits, elves, zealous priests, even an ugly, but very enthusiastic Quasimodo. To strengthen the medieval atmosphere, one could observe baptising of unbelievers, street fights with swords, or just to have his future told.

With the afternoon unfolding extremely funny, in defiance of all weather and exams, a BBQ was set on the terrace and our dedicated College Masters fed the hungry students with various delicacies. As is already the tradition, a beautiful dragon-like piñata was crushed to death with sticks in order to get to the candies, which it was hiding in its belly, as well as to provide ourselves with the guilty pleasure of unjustified destruction.

The conclusion of the event was quite contrasting to the overall joyous atmosphere - the time capsule of the graduating Mercator Class of 2008, that is, us - the leaving students, was buried at the Mercator Terrace. The chest with our beloved memories from the Jacobs years and our message to the future now lies under a granite slab (you could see it, if you check the grass around the terrace) and is to be opened in 2013. Who knows, maybe some of us would come back and help?

Ah, those days of fun. Check out the pictures here.