Till Reiners - mein Italien

In the organizer's words:

Hello, my name is Till Reiners and the likelihood that you know me is no longer so small. So I'm now playing my stand-up show in your city. I think this information should be enough to give you a medium-weight impulse to buy tickets. But for all those who love program announcements, here you go:

"My Italy" is the best program I've ever had. I say that with every program, but so far it's always been true.

This comedy show is exactly as it sounds - relaxing, tasty, a little smug, always with a little wink, sometimes deep, but never heavy - like a very large travel rucksack filled with candy floss.

The "my Italy" feeling: when you've had two Aperol Spritz late one afternoon in Rome, blink into the rays of light that play around the Colosseum and then realize: "Shit, someone has stolen my wallet." You curse the day, the city, life, ask yourself "why me?", get invited out for red wine by complete strangers, get drunk, wake up the next day and realize: the wallet was in the suitcase the whole time. The feeling you get is exactly the same as the feeling you get when you come out of Till Reiners' show.

Welcome.