It's really cold here. Really cold. Maybe the second coldest place I've ever been to. While taking my morning walk, I (of course) got good and lost. Eventually a blizzard started up and while it did make everything very pretty and dreamy, I got completely soaked. Also, turns out when I get that cold my nose gets a nice cherry red, so I looked ridiculous as well. I did, regardless, get to explore the city, although I missed seeing the rembrandt and van gogh museums. It's a beautiful city, and easy to navigate because the canals simply surround the center, so as long as you keep track of where the center is with respect to your positioin, it's nearly impossible to get lost (I wandered out of the center away from the canals of course). So far today I've had a (big) fruit salad and two pieces of bread. Oh and some water. That's healthy, right? The hostel is extremely laid back, with a bar that's always open and a great location. Plus it's really clean in the bedrooms. The whole thing was a bit overwhelming at first (to finally interpret AGH!), but I'm getting used to it over time.
-Michael
About Me
- Michael Madole
- I'm living in Morocco for a year as a field assistant researching Barbary macaques. This is a blog so my friends and family (and anyone else who's interested) can keep track of what's going on in my life while I'm so very far away from home (Texas).
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No Rembrandt! No Van Gogh! AGH!
I'm in school and you're not. This is messed up. Leonard Cohen's burrowed himself into my head. Abnormally. He's always singing during class and I can't hear a word the professors say. I think he found his way into the part of my brain that likes nicotene too. I was walking out of the building after class, and I thought about getting home to listen to Leondard Cohen - I got a physical craving to hear Chelsea Hotel and started speed-walking. I want to go to Europe. No, I want to be a genius, go to Europe, and write the music of the gods.
My Salado perch will have to do for now.
Speak Michael! Miss you. Mom.
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