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• October 9, 2011

  Saturday market and a punk rocker playing an accordion. Not having good change I ended up getting over charged 10 euros. Another one of those times where I wish that I didn’t feel like language was a barrier, since I couldn’t think of how to bring up that I wasn’t given my change.. On a…
• October 9, 2011

  I tried my best to make a tasty meal from scraps of food I have about. This was noodles, with French grocery store cheese with herbs (like Boursin), mayonaise, Dijon mustard, and a few chopped up green olives. It turned out alright, but I think I added too much of the mayonaise and the mustard,…
• October 9, 2011

  I have finally finished painting in all the books in the bookcase. A slow process, probably made even slower by me wanting to mix a new color for almost every book, instead of making random books the same color. I never left the apartment Friday.. It is insteresting seeing how long I can hold back…
• October 6, 2011

  A nightly text with a vague descritption of perhaps something musical happening leads to a bar. A small bar. One of those places that is poorly lit and feels more the size of a livingroom than a bar. Standing on a piece of what could be called the stage pressed up against a wooden support…
• October 6, 2011

  Today it was finally nice and rainy out. Since all I had was one class this evening my plan became to spend the day studying and doing a few errands (like hitting up the thursday antique market, which is yet again too rich for my blood). But of course studying for me means finding a…
• October 5, 2011

  Watching the sunrise from my apartment window. It is so much easier to watch when the clouds calm down the light. Hints of blue though shades of grey and purple. I don’t know why I woke up so early this morning. Lying in bed only to reach that point where time slows down, but sleep…
• October 4, 2011

  After the shitty day of giving presentations in my broken French I decided that I should make something for myself that I have been craving. Fajitas. Well, like my broken French, these are more so my broken attempt at fajitas, but it was because I am missing a lot of necessary things to make them…
• October 4, 2011

  I need a good cup of tea.

  I gave two presentations in French today for my art classes.. I think I misunderstood the assignment for architecture. I think it had something to do with the comparison of inerior and exterior, but I presented that I wanted to design my own Kowloon walled city that utilized more green architecture methods. At least I…
• October 2, 2011

  Since we visited a town litterally on the edge of the ocean we only found it fitting to end this excursion with some sea food. I have been enjoying the ability to buy dinners are three course meals for not that much money. This was my first course. Shrimp. I have never been served shrimp…
• October 2, 2011

  A café that has replaced its barstools with swings hanging from the ceiling. Doll parts littered every aspect of this café, which seemed to be more of a bar when looking at the menu. Still had a nice children’s section though, as they were the bigger draw for the swings. Music from what sounded like…