Just finished eating my plate of veges like a good girl. Now I’m sipping on cheap Polish wine and taking small bites of chocolate enjoying every last bit like a girl that can’t fit into her jeans. This last week has gone by so fast, I can’t believe tomorrow is Thursday!
A few days ago I was at a coffee shop –blogging of course- and the guy next to me was nice enough to give me directions. We got to chatting a bit, turns out he works with or for the University here and is getting together a group of students to go to a town about 100km from here and asked if I wanted to join them. YES PLEASE! I can’t wait, it is a group of folks from all over the world and most of them speak English. We will be taking a bus there and that is just about all the details I got from him but I am sure it will be fun.
After chit chatting with him for a while I followed his instructions (kind of) and made my way to the Castle district. SO many tourist, holy moley good thing it isn’t July. I am seriously tempted to get my picture drawn. But what would I do with it? Who would I give it to? Isn’t that something that you give to an admirer or something? I don’t really want a picture of myself on my mantel, not that I have one anymore.
Today I did a little more exploring through the more local side of town. Which I still found quite touristy, although there were some serious dive bars. I found myself planted at a bar call something something Amsterdam. Free WiFi and good beer, and the bar tender hit on me. Finally someone hit on me! I swear I don’t exist in this town. The women are beautiful and have amazing clothes and hair. I wear the same shoes, jeans, coat and hat that I do at home. I even went shopping today and was going to buy a pea coat because I have always wanted one just never liked the way they looked on me. Well I still don’t like the way they look on me. I plan on wearing the same thing the whole time I am here, I will just be visiting the 5 foot Czech lady who does my laundry, a lot.
First things first this morning I got a work out in. I popped in the headphones and did one of the work out DVDs I brought with me. It is nice living alone because you can work out in your underwear and you’re the only one who knows about it. When I was done I was all jacked up on endorphins and danced around in the kitchen singing a little George Straight and made myself some breakfast.
I met my neighbor on the elevator today, he is from the land of Borat. Then when I got in my apartment I opened the window because it was a bajillion degrees and he was on his deck it was funny, we laughed and didn’t say anything because I don’t speak Borat and he doesn’t speak English. You know the creepy center of building that have the small patios and people put things like laundry and mops on them? Well this building has one.
Off to bed. What should I do tomorrow? Hummm…
A few days ago I was at a coffee shop –blogging of course- and the guy next to me was nice enough to give me directions. We got to chatting a bit, turns out he works with or for the University here and is getting together a group of students to go to a town about 100km from here and asked if I wanted to join them. YES PLEASE! I can’t wait, it is a group of folks from all over the world and most of them speak English. We will be taking a bus there and that is just about all the details I got from him but I am sure it will be fun.
After chit chatting with him for a while I followed his instructions (kind of) and made my way to the Castle district. SO many tourist, holy moley good thing it isn’t July. I am seriously tempted to get my picture drawn. But what would I do with it? Who would I give it to? Isn’t that something that you give to an admirer or something? I don’t really want a picture of myself on my mantel, not that I have one anymore. 
Today I did a little more exploring through the more local side of town. Which I still found quite touristy, although there were some serious dive bars. I found myself planted at a bar call something something Amsterdam. Free WiFi and good beer, and the bar tender hit on me. Finally someone hit on me! I swear I don’t exist in this town. The women are beautiful and have amazing clothes and hair. I wear the same shoes, jeans, coat and hat that I do at home. I even went shopping today and was going to buy a pea coat because I have always wanted one just never liked the way they looked on me. Well I still don’t like the way they look on me. I plan on wearing the same thing the whole time I am here, I will just be visiting the 5 foot Czech lady who does my laundry, a lot. First things first this morning I got a work out in. I popped in the headphones and did one of the work out DVDs I brought with me. It is nice living alone because you can work out in your underwear and you’re the only one who knows about it. When I was done I was all jacked up on endorphins and danced around in the kitchen singing a little George Straight and made myself some breakfast.
I met my neighbor on the elevator today, he is from the land of Borat. Then when I got in my apartment I opened the window because it was a bajillion degrees and he was on his deck it was funny, we laughed and didn’t say anything because I don’t speak Borat and he doesn’t speak English. You know the creepy center of building that have the small patios and people put things like laundry and mops on them? Well this building has one.
Off to bed. What should I do tomorrow? Hummm…
"I am seriously tempted to get my picture drawn. But what would I do with it? Who would I give it to? Isn’t that something that you give to an admirer or something? I don’t really want a picture of myself on my mantel, not that I have one anymore." Funny stuff Honey. When does your room mate get there?
ReplyDeleteHey send us a text when your at O'Reilly's, we'll check the web cam and you can give us a hoot and wave. The last time I checked the were closed, time change you know. Luv ya, dad
ReplyDeleteJust for the record.. I love the way you write.
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Dad I have only been into the bar once because I was told it was kind of touristy and sleezy. But It is realllllly close to my apartment. So next time I go in for a quick beer, or if I am feeling sleezy... I will let you guys know :)
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