It´s hot and loud. I´m surrounded by a bunch of Erasmus students who are slowly sipping their mojitos, sex on the beach and rum&coke. Beer in a Maßkrug? Riesenrad and Karusell? Lederhosen? Forget it. We are in beautiful Cádiz, only 100km away from Africa. I´m undoing another button on my blouse and heading directly from the entrance to the bar. We chat a bit with the young barmen and he asks if he could do something special for me. "Put this pint glass away and bring me a Cabernet Sauvignon glass and some white wine, amigo." He gives me a curious look and probably already regretting for his offer. We start mixing together. "Look muchacho, if you put 1/3 of wine we get a "Sommer G'Spritzter" and because today is a special day, please, make it 1/2 " He laughs and thanks for the new drink recipe. My friends meet me with all smiles starring at my Dirndl. "No guys, I didn´t get it from a carnival shop. Yes guys, this dress made a looooong way from a local flea market in Gmunden to Vienna and finally to Cádiz. Sure amigos, I promise to wear it more often."