Loneliness, wok to go and castings
It is ROASTING.
Sitting on your own in a park with a wok to go in a paper bag is a bit depressing.
On the happy note - getting a lift from one of the guys whose place I was viewing today on the bike was what's that Dutch word - gesellig?
An observation: there are no Spars in Utrecht. Which has its pros and cons. Pros: I prefer small local merchants than gargantual brands. Cons: getting a bottle of water at around 8pm on a Sunday evening seemed to be impossible. Fortunatelly, came across a few hot (as seems to become the rule in the Neverlands - no wonder that's the title of the country) guys sitting on the steps of a wine shop who were kind enough to give me a bottle of wine filled with tap water. Bless your souls!
Didn't succeed with one casting, another one is tomorrow. If the one tomorrow doesn't work out, it is possible I might have to live in Maarssen for half a year - the landloard is a bubbley Spanish guy. If I cycle to Maarssen and back to Utrecht five days a week, I could be fit to participate in the next year's Giro d'Italia.
Sitting on your own in a park with a wok to go in a paper bag is a bit depressing.
On the happy note - getting a lift from one of the guys whose place I was viewing today on the bike was what's that Dutch word - gesellig?
An observation: there are no Spars in Utrecht. Which has its pros and cons. Pros: I prefer small local merchants than gargantual brands. Cons: getting a bottle of water at around 8pm on a Sunday evening seemed to be impossible. Fortunatelly, came across a few hot (as seems to become the rule in the Neverlands - no wonder that's the title of the country) guys sitting on the steps of a wine shop who were kind enough to give me a bottle of wine filled with tap water. Bless your souls!
Didn't succeed with one casting, another one is tomorrow. If the one tomorrow doesn't work out, it is possible I might have to live in Maarssen for half a year - the landloard is a bubbley Spanish guy. If I cycle to Maarssen and back to Utrecht five days a week, I could be fit to participate in the next year's Giro d'Italia.
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