Our little two-bedroom has been home to four this week. Besides myself and the Tall Serbian Lady (TSL), there's a Colombian waiting for the key to her res room and a house-hunting Romanian.
There hasn't been much to do around here. Torrential rain has made outdoors unappealing. We've had no classes to attend since la rentrée was pushed from the 14th to the 21st. The bank/school registration/insurance errands were run last week (whilst under the September 14th illusion).
And so, we cook.
Last night we feasted on our balcony. To celebrate the clear evening sky we took a bottle of wine to the pebbley beach and girl-talked until the wee hours.
Today they've promised us a meeting.
The Grand Unveiling of our class schedules.
The feasting has been fun, but I'm ready for school.
Bring on the lunchbox.
There hasn't been much to do around here. Torrential rain has made outdoors unappealing. We've had no classes to attend since la rentrée was pushed from the 14th to the 21st. The bank/school registration/insurance errands were run last week (whilst under the September 14th illusion).
And so, we cook.
Last night we feasted on our balcony. To celebrate the clear evening sky we took a bottle of wine to the pebbley beach and girl-talked until the wee hours.
Today they've promised us a meeting.
The Grand Unveiling of our class schedules.
The feasting has been fun, but I'm ready for school.
Bring on the lunchbox.
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