Jingle

This is Jingle.

When I was in the sixth grade, a day or two before Christmas, a friend came by my house in the evening. It was an unexpected visit but a welcomed one at that. She only stopped by for a few minutes, to give me a Christmas present.

Jingle was that present.

Although her tag claims her name is Peace and her colours aren't very festive, I decided to name her as I pleased, in tune with the holiday season.

But perhaps she was aptly named from the start, for peace is what I feel when I look at her. She is a reminder that there are many good things in life and many good people to share them with.

When I think back about how my friend came to see me, having her parents drive because we did not live near each other, it makes me smile. Although we have long since gone our separate ways, we parted amicably and I will forever be grateful that I had a friend as kind and sweet as her.

Looking back, I am amazed by how many fantastic people have come into my life and how I have learned and grown from meeting each one - whether I knew them for five days, five weeks or five years.
 
I can only hope that I was as good a friend to them as they were to me.

As the year ends and the new one begins, I resolve to be the best friend I can be; to listen when needed, to help when I can, to encourage new experiences and to enjoy the small things in life.

And Jingle will be there. The constant reminder that good people and good things do exist and I should strive to be one.

Happy New Year :)

♥

Christmas Things and Getting Lost - London Part 1

Hola amigos!

I am currently in London, where I have been for the last 6 days or so and it has been pretty different and cool thus far. I basically came because the thought of spending Christmas by myself, in Salamanca, was not so appealing. So I/my parents (perhaps mainly my parents) were like why don't you go and invite yourself over to your relatives in London and spend Christmas with them? That's more or less what went down and here I am! It turns out I have a lot of family here. A LOT. Like a bajillion cousins and some aunts and uncles, most of whom I haven't even met yet and I leave on Wednesday. It was my first time meeting any of them, although they were more of less all familiar with my dad and the older ones remembered my mom from when my parents got married here a million years ago. But it is nice meeting family. I am staying with my aunt and uncle and their almost 8 year old son, Mr. T. He got a lot of Lego for Christmas and we (I) basically put it all together so I am now a Lego master if I do say so myself. And he likes to make fun of the way I say things like washroom instead of toilet or how I pronounce "water" like the "t" is a "d". But we tend to do that in North America, pronounce lots of Ts like Ds. But enough with phonetics (I hope that's what it is - if not I will definitely fail my phonetics and phonology course. I never know which is which).

I spent Christmas Eve on Oxford Street, doing some very unnecessary but fun shopping. All the boxing day sales had started Christmas Eve which that was great for me, bad for my wallet. I discovered the awesomeness that is Primark as well as later realized that the pound is a horribly expensive currency and with an exchange rate of 1 pound to 1.5 Canadian dollars, I wasn't really getting thaaaat much of a discount with the sale prices. Not like that stopped me. Also Top Shop continues to be my favourite store. Word to the wise, NEVER go to the one in Madrid. It is such a disappointment. Even our little Canadian not-fully-a-store versions are better than that one.

My dad was so kind as to pay for a London Pass for me, which I am going to say is a Christmas present, because those things aren't cheap. But they are well worth the money I think. The pass basically gives you unlimited access to the Underground and buses in all the zones (if you buy the travel part) as well as free entry into a lot of the most popular  tourist attractions and some of the lesser known ones along with discounts in stores. I bought a 6 day pass. You can get the pass on its own without the travel feature but because my family doesn't live in central London, I got the travel part is necessary. It's perfect because when I got it, I had 7 days left and it if valid for that long. It expires the day I go back to Spain.

I spent yesterday and today traveling around central London, doing touristy things, after spending the last few days inside with Mr. T, perfecting the art of electronic Guess Who while becoming hooked on Eastenders and Coronation Street. The Tube isn't hard to figure out - I just wish that the door closing bells were louder. I got caught in them one time when I wasn't paying attention. It is when I get above ground that I can get sooooo utterly confused. And I am VERY good with directions and almost always know my orientation, north, east, what have you. But I find London streets terribly confusing. Now I appreciate the brilliant grid-like system that is North America, where things make sense. Take for example, Piccadilly Circus. I went there with the intention of walking from there to a place I wanted to go, a few subways stops away, just to take a walk and see what was around. But I could not get my bearings what so ever. The map outside the station was oriented in a different way than the map I was walking with and I couldn't tell what street was what and eventually I just gave up and went somewhere else. Also, I don't get what's so great about Piccadilly Circus. I always hear about it but nothing's there really...

Annnnyyyywhoooo

I was gonna write about the sites and places I have seen so far but it's late. And I'm tired. And I'm still fairly sick (I've been trying to cough silently for the last 2 hours to no avail). I'm going to go to bed now and leave you with some photos of nothing in particular.

Tower Bridge

Tower Bridge

To the Abbey!

I'm pretty sure SALE is the greatest word ever invented

some products of said sales - bracelet and earrings from Primark, ring and necklace from Top Shop

Stereotypically British

THE coolest rock I have ever seen in my life - Natural History Museum

at the Tower of London

not called an exit

A girl's best friend (or maybe just mine)

Walking to Buckingham Palace

Until tomorrow. :)

Travel Woes and Dirty Airports - Heading to London

Here is what NOT to do. Do NOT wait to the last minute to buy bus tickets to the airport. That will screw you over and end up costing a bunch more. That is what happened to me. I kept putting it off, forgetting, just not doing what needed to be done and then I ended up having to take a bus to the Madrid bus station and then a taxi from there to the airport. The taxi cost me about 36 euros. It's not even that far, it's just that there is a 2.25 base fare when you get in any cab on a Saturday. That's fine. Then there is a 3 euro fare if you take a cab from the bus station and then another 5.50 euro fare if  you go to or from the airport. That's already 10.65 before I even left the parking lot. But it was a lot easier than going with my suitcase for 40 minutes on the Madrid metro to go to a train station, to then wait another 15-20 min to get an airport shuttle bus which was another 40 minutes ride. So I took the taxi. BUT NEVER AGAIN. 

Christmas tree in Barajas Airport

Madrid Barajas is not my favourite airport (mehh experiences when my mom and I first  got here) and it went down in my books again today.  When I walked into the departures area the place was disgusting. Like absolutely gross. There was paper everywhere, garbage overflowing, things strewn about. I literally stood in the entrance for a minute or two taking it all in. I could not believe that an international airport would look like this. It honestly looked like a recycle bin or something had exploded but stuff was everywhere that it couldn't have been that. When I went to check my luggage there was paper there too, outside the stores, outside the security lines, everywhere. Even in the washroom which was really gross on its own. If you can't tell, I was disgusted. But once I went through security, it was as clean and nice as an airport should be. I don't know what happened out there but yuck.

At first I thought I  got there too early but it seems like it was good enough timing. My dad always says go 3 hours before your flight for an international flight, but he's just crazy punctual. I had to eat and I did do some shopping  (I bought another bottle of Cava for my family - I hope they like the stuff) so time went by pretty well. Plus it I actually a really big airport I had to take a train to get to my gate but as I type this I am sitting in some random gate. The screen is telling my gate is SR but that seem to be non-existent so I'm just chilling for now until 30 minutes before boarding, typing this up.

I'm excited and thoroughly terrified all at the same time for this trip. Meeting new people is one thing. They don't necessarily have too much expectations of you. But this is family. I've heard things about them and they’ve heard things about me. Plus I don't even know how many there are, most of their names or  what they even look like, let alone who is picking me up. I feel like I'm going in blind. But if I have learned anything from my three months in  Salamanca so far, it is that people aren't as scary as you might expect.

Also, I'm moving again! On Thursday, Vi and I signed a contract for an APARTMENT!!!!!! It seems I can't sit still. Ever. Em is living with us a well except she won't be there till almost February. YAAAAAAAAYYYYYY!!!!!!!! We are REALLLY excited. It's only about 5 minutes up the street from where our residence currently is but that's  great as it cuts 5 minutes from our walk to school and we still know the area. When we move I'll introduce you all to the new place. For now, I'm just going to go back slightly freaking out over going to London while eating a turkey, onion and goat cheese sandwich.

Happy Winter Break!!

 ♥

(This was written while waiting to board the plane - I'm in London now - 12 Days of DIY will continue when I get back)

12 Days of DIY: Day 6 & 7: Bowtie and Holiday Postcards

 I made a few random things the past few days using things I had around my room and markers I borrowed from Vi.

DAY 6 - Bowtie

I used the sleeves left over from my dress to make a cute little bowtie! I attached it to a bobby pin and wore it in my hair today :)

Modeled by the fantabulous Jingle.

Look at Morris, soaking up the spotlight!

DAY 7 - Holiday Postcards!

Some of my friends said they were sending me things (or intended to since I kept forgetting to give them my address and the mail people lost a package :( ). So I decided to send some of them a postcard. But it being the holiday time I couldn't give them any old dull postcard. I had to jazz them up a bit. Hence the extremely life like recreations of winter scenes in Spain.

4.50 euros to mail all of these! And there are only 5! Tsk Tsk Correos

Floating Snowmen are common in Madrid

Exactly what Segovia in the Winter looks like :P

2 sleeps till LONDON!!!!!!

♥

12 Days of DIY: Day 4&5: Men's Shirt to Dress & Wire Christmas Tree

Hola!

DAY 4: Recycled Men's Shirt into Dress

I spontaneously created this today while I was avoiding class by watching New Moon and listening to Mackelmore. Off topic: It's my first time watching the Twilight movies. Just wanna say they are fairly stupid but I'm team Jacob - and Team Alice/Jasper, if they had a team....

I had bought this really large men's button down shirt thing at the flea market a few months ago and had a general idea of what I wanted to do with it. I only recently bought the crappiest sewing kit known to man so I was finally able to make something. I searched around Pinterest for a good tutorial that I liked but they all either involved too much sewing that would require a machine or needed a men's shirt with long sleeves. Mine was this awkward XL funky short sleeved number. In the end I just winged it and improvised.

The Finished Dress!

yay for self timer photos in the kitchen!

 It's a bit longer in the back and I would wear it with leggings or a skirt underneath. The shoulders still need to be hemmed though (I didn't have any matching thread). It also reallly needs to be ironed but the ironing board in the laundry room is really gross so I'll stick to wrinkly, thank you.

the collar

Basically I just cut off the sleeves, cut the armhole so the shoulder was smaller and took in the waist a bit, so the bottom was more of an a-line. I didn't really measure because if there is anything I hate in the world it is measuring things.

The original shirt

DAY 5: Wire Christmas Tree Ornament

This one is not as exciting but was very easy to make. It is just layers of wires and then a squared off loop at the end to make the tree base. It would be very pretty with beads but I don't ave any. I also made a hook so if I ever encounter a Christmas tree this holiday season, I can put it on.

On another note, in 4 days I am headed to LONDON FOR CHRISTMAS!!! I am very excited. Gonna meet some new family and embrace as much holiday cheer and commercialism as I can because it is REALLLLLY lacking here. My residence only put up the Christmas tree and some decorations in the lobby this afternoon!! It's crazy.

Anyway, have a good day!!!

♥

12 Days of DIY: Day 1, 2 & 3 - Earrings, Rings and a Vest

My Christmas project for the year is the same as last year! 12 days of DIY!! Each day, for about 12 days, I will make something diffferent, Christmas related or not. I'm excited because this year I will have to be REALLY creative due to the fact that I barely have any crating supplies here. But CHALLENGE EXCEPTED!

DAY 1: Ornament Earrings

While we were in Barcelona, we came across a store that was selling Christmas decorations and ornaments. So for a total of 50 cents I bought these little red gems and turned them into festive earrings. Even the guy at the bank liked them.

DAY 2: Wire Rings

Wire is my new best friend. Honestly, I love it. I made a few rings after being inspired by both SecretLifeOfABioNerd's YouTube tutorial on wire rings and I Spy DIY's rings as well. I really wanted to make a heart ring but I don't have small enough pliers so I had to get creative. I also made them above-the-knuckle rings because they look so much more badass.

 DAY 3: T-shirt Vest

A while ago, in the flea market where my wallet got stolen (angry feelings still reside) I bought a few items of clothing that I thought I could turn into other things. So with one of the t-shirts I decided to make a vest. It is completely no-sew, just some cutting and tying. And I love it! I've worn it a few times and it's very comfy. I'm pleased :D Here is the tutorial I used from the fantastic site Wobisobi: Grey, No Sew Vest, Diy.

Something unrelated: If you have been Christmas music deprived like I have been, I have found a great playlist on 8tracks of Christmas songs. It's got the usual jingles but also a lot of random versions of songs by people you didn't know sang Christmas songs or originals you haven't heard in a while. It's so festive!! I miss snow :(

The playlist: Mixed Up Holiday Tunes

Stay crafty :)

Last year's projects (only made it to Day 7):
Day 1 & 2: "Tribal" Necklaces and a Cupcake fail
Day 3: Golden Snitch Ornament
Day 4 & 5: Cellphone Revamp and Glitterized Boots
Day 6 & 7: Safety Pin Necklace and Some Random Jewelry

Bon Nadal Barcelona (Merry Christmas Barcelona!)

BARCELONA = AWESOME

The past 3 days (think 2 days and 2 halves) Vi and I have spent in this marvelous Catalan city, soaking in as much as we could.

Barcelona Christmas Market

Vi and I decided a while ago that we wanted to go to Barcelona for this puente in December. (I'm not sure if I already explained this, but puente means bridge and in this case is referring to a holiday that is on a Thursday and you take the Friday off too). Basically the internet/bus companies seemed to be conspiring against us when we first tried to book tickets, but through perseverance and luck we were able to book a flight. We flew on Wednesday from Valladolid, a town an hour and half away from Salamanca to beautiful Barcelona. I just want to state that the Valladolid airport is THE SMALLEST airport I have ever been to. It was a bit surreal when I'm used to the craziness that is Pearson International. We flew Ryanair to El Prat. I don't find Ryanair all that bad. I mean I wish they would stop trying to sell me products (smokeless cigarettes? honestly, it's like an hour flight...), but if you have a book and some music you're good to go.

He has a musical?????

At first, I don't think we were too sure about about our hostel. Compared to the really nice, really new hostel we stayed at in Madrid, this one was a lot older. But it turns out that it was actually really awesome, but more on that later.

The first day we got there, we just went to the hostel, chilled out for a bit and relaxed. We had only slept about 3-4 hours each the night before. Later we decided to have a bit of a walk around, eat (kebabs!) and see some of Barcelona. The hostel was only about 10 minutes away from La Rambla, the famous street. It was very pretty Christmas lights in the streets and on the trees. I enjoyed being in a big, bustling city again - reminds me of the hectic-ness that is Toronto.

Later we bought bocadillos (baguette sandwiches) and went back to the hostel to eat. While we were eating and playing Battleship and Connect Four (flashback to elementary school anyone?), we met a lovely Dutch girl knitting in the common room. And that was the start of this very different, but awesome trip.

The next morning we went on a free walking tour of the city, in the Gothic area. We were joined by said Dutch girl, whom I shall name Holly (if you haven't noticed, I tend not to use people's actual names). It was really good, informative and a great way to get an introduction to Barcelona. Our guide's name was Chris, from Australia. When it was done, we had lunch at the bar where the tour ended and had a good chat with Chris, Nat, a girl from Colombia, and Juan, a man from Ecuador.

Next, at around 4 or 5 in the afternoon, we decided to head up to Mont Juic, the mountain in Barcelona. At this point, my battery for my camera was more or less dead, as was Holly's. :( Sooo sad. But the view was marvelous. From the castle at the top you can see over all of Barcelona and over the Mediterranean. It was quite stunning.

Being tourists

Climbing up Mont Juic

The walk back was long but also very nice as we got to see different areas and learned a lot about Amsterdam and the Netherlands and the differences and similarities between Canadian, German, Irish and Dutch cultures. Back at the hostel, some of the other guests there wanted to have an apéritif, which basically turned into a big meal of pasta, baguettes, ham, cheese and of course wine. It was actually really awesome. There were people from all over the world and we had conversations in what ever language you could understand, mainly Spanish, French and English. There were people from Vancouver (yay Canadians!), Oregon, Mexico, China, Korea, France, Amsterdam, Germany, Argentina, Switzerland and more, coming and going. The girl from Vancouver and myself had to explain Canada's relation with the Queen - it was entertaining, seeing it from another perspective.

Day 3 started off with a 3 hour bike tour of the city. Vi, Holly and I met up with Nat from the day before and went on this tour with about 10 other people, from the US, China, Japan and England. Our tour guide this time was Duncan from Ireland. Honestly, I was TERRIFIED to go on this tour. I love to bike but I never do in big cities. It had been about 4 years since I rode I bike and that was in the hills of Quebec. But recently I've been doing this thing were I say yes to things I wouldn't normally do, trying to get out of my comfort zone. And it was worth it. The tour was a lot of fun and the bike lanes in the city are great. I felt really safe most of the time (some intersections are hard to cross).

It was on this tour that we saw the Gaudí buildings (Casa Mila and Casa Batllo) and the Sagrada Familia. We never went into any of them, but we did stop outside and look in awe while Duncan explained them. We had about 15 minutes at the Sagrada Familia, to walk around and see it all. It was stunning. It is actually quite baffling to try and consider how the architect Gaudí's mind worked. It was phenomenal. In about 20 years when it is finished, it will be even more stunning. You can click here to read more about it.

La Sagrada Familia

Casa Batllo

We also went along the Barcelona beach, which had been created for the 1992 Olympics. The sand is from Egypt and the palm trees from Hawaii I believe. I felt like I was in the tropics (sort of).  We saw the Arc de Triomf. It is smaller than the one in Paris, but I think it is a lot prettier. Plus it leads to a gorgeous park next to the Barcelona Zoo.

The Arc de Triomf and I

Once the tour was over, the four of us had some Vietnamese food and then headed to the Christmas market in front of the Cathedral. According to Vi, it was very different that the very famous German markets, but it was still pretty cool and festive. I've been missing the Christmas spirit lately and I definitely found it there. The only thing I bought was a Tió de Nadal (a Christmas log) or Caga Tió (pooping log). It is a Catalan Christmas tradition where children hit the log with sticks while singing a song and the log will poop out presents, small ones like candy and treats. Next to the Christmas Market there was a giant Tió de Nadal on a stage and there were parent and children waiting in line to hit the log.

Caga Tiós in the Christmas Market

My Caga Tió. Ain't he adorable!

Another thing we saw was the Caganer, which is "a figurine depicted in the act of defecation appearing in nativity scenes" (wikipedia). They were very popular, with all sorts like Barack Obama, Bart Simpson, The Queen, etc.

 

After the market, Vi, Nat and I headed up to Park Guell, Gaudí's famous park. But by time we got there, it was dark. Nat decided to head but, but Vi and I went on, into the unlit, sketchiest park of life. Where we entered was not the main entrance and we basically had to climb a steep hill, with stairs and escalators just to get to the park. We met two Chinese girls studying in Paris and we all thought it safer to wander around together. My camera was dying AGAIN so I wasn't able to get many photos. We managed to find our way to what I assume is the highest point in the park and we had a fantastic view of Barcelona at night. Then we ventured through the unlit paths until we made it to the main entrance, where all the famous pictures from the park are taken. From what we could tell by dying phone battery light, it was a beautiful place. Just the tile work on the benches was stunning and so detailed. It was great to get to go there, but I definitely DO NOT recommend going at night. You can barely see anything. But it was still and experience and we met some really nice girls.

What amazing signage

Once we eventually found our way back to the metro, (which was no where near the park btw), we headed back to the hostel for another communal dinner, our last one there. After, some of us went out to a local rumba themed bar for a beer or two (them, not me, because I still stand by the notion that beer is gross. Blehhh. Fanta Limon for me please.). A new member to the group was a guy from Brazil who was traveling around Europe while on break from school. It was fun :)

The next morning we said out goodbyes then headed (waaaaaaaaay too early) to the airport. The duty free shop had giant Toblerones on sale!!!! So naturally we bought them, with the intention of giving them to other people. Aahahaha how naive. Less than 24 hours later they were open and we were enjoying the chocolate, almond, nougaty goodness that those crazy Swiss created. This last day was basically a waiting game. We spent about 2 and a half hours waiting in Valladolid airport for the bus back to Salamanca. and then another 2 hours on the bus there. It was nice to finally be back home. But I miss Barcelona already!
There is so much we didn't get to see, yet so much we did. And perhaps the best part of all was getting to meet so many different people. I don't think either one of us expected it, but it's nice to know that despite the fact that people come from all sorts of backgrounds and walks of life, you can find things in common. It seems that traveling takes you to new places and into new cultures, but it can also serve as a reflection on yourself and what you consider normal. And you learn to appreciate the things that make life interesting, whether they be crazy churches, sketchy parks, the smell of Christmas, or a little wine and cheese with some new friends.  (I know, I know, I just got all John Green there.)

Bon Nadal Barcelona, until we meet again.

Life is...blahh but crafty

It has been waaaaaaay too long since I've posted anything on here. But alas, life is not all that interesting. I have basically lost all motivation to do anything (like school work) so I'm kinda behind in that regard. My lack of apartment hunting means that instead of living in an apartment from December onwards, I settled for moving to another res, the one across from mine. I will have a smaller room, but it will be all mine and fantastically glorious. There is a small kitchen where I would cook for myself and overall hopefully save about 100 euros a month. I only plan on being there for two months though.

Instead of working I have become even more obsessed with Pinterest, the most fantastical site in the world. Did you know you can save your boards as PDF files?!?!?!?! Imagine my joy. I also watched the first two seasons and a half of Fringe, caught up with a bunch of other shows and listened the Lianne La Havas album, "Is Your Love Big Enough?" about 30 times on repeat yesterday.

I made a bow from ribbons

Before that though, Vi and I went to a mini concert organized by a very nice Russian/Portuguese girl we met at that Brazilian party a few weeks ago. She sang some jazz songs and played classical songs on the piano. A few other people played songs as well. It is amazing how people can memorized such complex pieces of music and how quickly and swiftly their hands moved. I was mesmerized - it was great.

Last Friday I saw Skyfall with Em and her friends, IN SPANISH. I'm not quite sure I understand the whole appeal of James Bond. That was the first full JB movie I've ever seen and I was actually pretty funny altough I don't think it was supposed to be. Many parts seemed illogical to me and Javier Bardem makes a horrible blonde.

I have also been getting crafty, because making random stuff keeps me sane. I've made some rings from wire, a wire Christmas tree ornament and an unconventional advent calendar for a friend (although I am still on the hunt for small edible deliciousness...). I think I am going to do another 12 days of DIY, like I did last year on the old blog, except I shall do ALL 12 days. There are a bajillion ideas running through my head...

That's about it.

Happy Belated American Thanksgiving, Black Friday, Cyber Monday, Rick Mercer Tuesday, etc.

Hello Alone - Charlie Winston

Ávila, Segovia & random other stuff

The last two Saturdays, excluding today, I visited the lovely nearby towns of Ávila and Segovia. But lazy me didn't/still does not feel like writing anything particularly lengthy about them, so I think four sentences each and a whole lot of photos should suffice.

ÁVILA: This town is about an hour and a half away and the main attraction is a giant wall that surrounds the historic centre. I went with my roomie and a very nice Italian girl from res. If you want some good exercise while looking like the ultimate tourist, I recommend spending the last hour before the bus leaves running from one end of wall to the other, all the while stopping, snapping a picture and bursting off again. It's fun (and exhausting!)
 

"cheesecake"

 

SEGOVIA: Segovia is about three hours from Salamanca and personally I prefer it to Ávila - it's prettier. I went with Em (one of the girls with whom I went to Madrid) and we had a great day. We spent most of our time at the giant roman aqueduct and inside the giant castle, climbing stairs of death (I think giant = today's adj. of the day). We also ate kebabs and for dinner I ate a questionably cooked hamburger - good times. :)

looks like Switzerland

detailing on a house

the Cathedral

the Castle - it supposedly inspired Walt Disney's Castle

Segovia: the land of crazy ceilings

tiles and tassles

Life lesson: always eat before getting on bus rides. Both times, people got sick on the bus ride there.
 
Now onto other matters.

MELANIE  FIONA! Have you listened to her??? I know she's not new to the music scene but I mean, I'm just falling in love with the (Canadian♥) girl! Also, Azealia Banks is great if you like 90s sounding hip hop and are not opposed to explicit content. Oh, and I have FINALLY listened to The Asteroids Galaxy Tour's newest album, Out of Frequency (which came out in January). Gotta love those Danes.

I'm seriously thinking about moving. I spend a few hours today emailing people about looking at apartments. Res is not for me and I really need my own room and space. Plus there is only so much food cooked with ham, calls in the middle of the night, and lack of a refrigerator and oven I can take. And the fact that I have to put on a bra just to go eat?! That might be the tipping point.

Besides that, things have been pretty chill around here. I think I have a midterm on Tuesday. It might be Wednesday but I'm just gonna  go to class and see what happens. I found out you can buy a pack of 6 snickers for €2.30. So naturally I did. And that McDonald's has a curry sauce as an option when you buy chicken nuggets. It's actually not that bad. I went out the last two nights (:O). Thursday night was for a friend's birthday and Friday night was a Brazilian themed party, although the ratio of Brazilians to every other nationality was like 1:4. But it was fun, met some cool people and learned not to mix rum and wine. Silly naive little me.

Cheers!

(and in German: Prost!/ Polish: Na zdrowie!/French: Santé!)