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Hmmm I do not listen to my inner voice...

I was about to stay home tonight. I finally watched "Toy Story". Since I came back at 8 am this morning I decided to have a relaxed night at what is going to be my home for 5 more days...but it didn't work, Giuseppe called around midnight, he was just ready with work and we went to the Gold. From the very first moment I stepped outr my door I knew it was not going to be what I planned it to be...but it was a nice evening, the place was packed and the music was good. I ran on red whine tonight.

Pollution

Map of the pollution in Europe. I picked up a good place to live...

Ops I did it again

Last night I was in the mood again. I would had go out earlier but I waited on Giuseppe. He was at home watching "Blow" so I went to Tapa Rita, a tapas bar in Breda, where Antonio's was working. Paul, the owner of the place, offered me a beer and we had, as usual, an incredibly small chat. We are both scrooges when it comes to words. Then Antonio showed up for a second, busy as he was cleaning up the kitchen. At 11 Giuseppe arrived and we have been there chatting for a while. Antonio had his plan for the evening already so me and Giuseppe went to "the Gold". That was the beginning of the usual weekend evening in Breda. After the Gold, the Bommel, where nothing really significant happened and after the Bommel the Oebele where I met Maya's Sister, which was supposed to stay at my apartment in Amsterdam in case of need but unfortunately (and only last night I found out it was unfortunate) she never came. She has a boyfriend anyway. I am not jealous though. Antonio joined us with his girl. At 2 o'clock bars close in Breda so we went to El Greco (for a change) to have a tasty pita. I wouldn't be surprised you can smell the garlic just reading this. There was this couple I already met, friends of Willemein, Giuseppe's future wife. With them was Susanna, a fake brunette, that attended New Years Eve party at Giuseppe's last year when I unfortunately was in Italy. She has a boyfriend though. I wouldn't have mind anyway. Everybody decided to go home so I was the only one willing to go on (as usual) so I stepped into the Nacht Wacht.

That was the beginning of the end.

Dinner Time!

Yesterday afternoon, while sitting at his desk, just next to mine, Iwein came up with a nice idea: "why don't we go shopping and eat at your place, all of us?". And so we did. We went to my favourite friend shop (Albert Hein) and we bought a good bottle of wine, italian of course, beer and all the necessary to fix a "burrito". Everything worked out just fine. Bronagh also joined while Jean-Francois was too busy and didn't manage to leave the office before 10. Definitely a pleasant evening, one of the nicest since I moved to Amsterdam.

Schitterend

A lovely view of the mountains I come from: I will never get use to the flatness of the dutch landscape.

Mah

It's always hard to start anything, a book, a letter, a postcard, an email...but that's me I guess. Let's try and see what happens. I think I am gonna forget about this tomorrow. Maybe not. Maybe this will be my digital diary. I never had a real one though. It's never too late to have a diary, is it?