and then...
Today there were a few downs and then it got better.
I haven’t looked at too may places… often they are gone by the time they are posted and anyway the ones I have looked at can only be described as moldy hobbit holes.
As I walked back from the place today that was honestly, if you know my old bachelor apt. on Euclid, it was half the size of my bedroom and that included the kitchen and bathroom! It was semi-basement also! AND! They wanted 600 Euro! It was however on a gorgeous street so I’ll give it that much.
I came back to the hostel and thought I’ll ask the 2 girls I’ve befriended the last 2 days, Cath from Australia, and Léa from France, and ask them if they’d like to get a place to share. All were in agreement. That made me feel better.
Internet was down at the café in the hostel so I decided to go for a walk and get some dinner, because as it is when I am working on my own, I forget to eat. Then I get woozie and think what did I eat? Oh ya, I had a gross little mango power bar at 8am! And it’s now 5:30pm! Whoopsie!
So I toodle down the road to #1 get food, and #2 get some foot powder for my shoes cause aye caramba! Zee shooes zzhey SMELL like something rank in Denmark! All the walking without socks makes for some fromagie smelling soulier!
I went back to Cornucopia the great little veg place and as I sit down with my polenta I look up and there in the line up is someone I know! Doth mine eyes deceive me? No! it’s Brian! Maeve’s boyfriend! Maeve is the sister of my dear friend Louise, an Irishwoman who lives in Toronto. Isn’t that funny! I know Brian also because by coincidence when I went to see my sister Diana in Lanzarote, Canary Islands last January, Brian was there surfing. He came out one night to see Diana play at one of her gigs. It was a fun night.
So Brian and I had some dinner and then he took me to a very interesting pub for my first pint. By very interesting I mean, full of crazies and 1 celebrity! Irish celebrity – a character from the tv show Father Ted… I can’t remember the characters name at the moment, but he was the young priest on the show.
By crazies I mean, stumbling large drunk French man who fell over a stool and then yelled at the stool and told it to get out of his way. There was also a crazy woman, this time an American who looked a bit high on something not so nice, though she was having a nice time. I thanked Brian for taking me to such a classy joint and headed out.
Am going to go to Brian and Maeve’s for dinner tomorrow night. Good fun. I was so happy to see someone I knew. Who knew I was missing that so much already and it’s only day 4. : )
Feels like I have been here longer, but maybe because I am a little familiar with the place.
Brian also suggested that I find a 3bdrm house with the girls, that it would prob. Be easier than ea. Of us looking for single bedrm’s ea.
So tomorrow, if the internoot is back up – it’ll be a house we are looking for and hopefully no more hobbit holes… and I don’t mean the sweet little hobbit hole that the Baggins fellow lived in in Lord of the Rings. I mean stinky little holes that were abandoned by hobbits and now have a leak in the roof and are moldy. : )
Am heading out tonight again shortly for a pint with David at the Globe. I think I mentioned David the other day. Friend of my friend Mikala’s. Should be fun.
Anywhoodle, that’s that for au jourd’hui.
Bisous to yous.
I haven’t looked at too may places… often they are gone by the time they are posted and anyway the ones I have looked at can only be described as moldy hobbit holes.
As I walked back from the place today that was honestly, if you know my old bachelor apt. on Euclid, it was half the size of my bedroom and that included the kitchen and bathroom! It was semi-basement also! AND! They wanted 600 Euro! It was however on a gorgeous street so I’ll give it that much.
I came back to the hostel and thought I’ll ask the 2 girls I’ve befriended the last 2 days, Cath from Australia, and Léa from France, and ask them if they’d like to get a place to share. All were in agreement. That made me feel better.
Internet was down at the café in the hostel so I decided to go for a walk and get some dinner, because as it is when I am working on my own, I forget to eat. Then I get woozie and think what did I eat? Oh ya, I had a gross little mango power bar at 8am! And it’s now 5:30pm! Whoopsie!
So I toodle down the road to #1 get food, and #2 get some foot powder for my shoes cause aye caramba! Zee shooes zzhey SMELL like something rank in Denmark! All the walking without socks makes for some fromagie smelling soulier!
I went back to Cornucopia the great little veg place and as I sit down with my polenta I look up and there in the line up is someone I know! Doth mine eyes deceive me? No! it’s Brian! Maeve’s boyfriend! Maeve is the sister of my dear friend Louise, an Irishwoman who lives in Toronto. Isn’t that funny! I know Brian also because by coincidence when I went to see my sister Diana in Lanzarote, Canary Islands last January, Brian was there surfing. He came out one night to see Diana play at one of her gigs. It was a fun night.
So Brian and I had some dinner and then he took me to a very interesting pub for my first pint. By very interesting I mean, full of crazies and 1 celebrity! Irish celebrity – a character from the tv show Father Ted… I can’t remember the characters name at the moment, but he was the young priest on the show.
By crazies I mean, stumbling large drunk French man who fell over a stool and then yelled at the stool and told it to get out of his way. There was also a crazy woman, this time an American who looked a bit high on something not so nice, though she was having a nice time. I thanked Brian for taking me to such a classy joint and headed out.
Am going to go to Brian and Maeve’s for dinner tomorrow night. Good fun. I was so happy to see someone I knew. Who knew I was missing that so much already and it’s only day 4. : )
Feels like I have been here longer, but maybe because I am a little familiar with the place.
Brian also suggested that I find a 3bdrm house with the girls, that it would prob. Be easier than ea. Of us looking for single bedrm’s ea.
So tomorrow, if the internoot is back up – it’ll be a house we are looking for and hopefully no more hobbit holes… and I don’t mean the sweet little hobbit hole that the Baggins fellow lived in in Lord of the Rings. I mean stinky little holes that were abandoned by hobbits and now have a leak in the roof and are moldy. : )
Am heading out tonight again shortly for a pint with David at the Globe. I think I mentioned David the other day. Friend of my friend Mikala’s. Should be fun.
Anywhoodle, that’s that for au jourd’hui.
Bisous to yous.
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