Holy crap.
Lets recap the past 2 days, just for fun sake:
In the past 2 days I have been to 2 parties, got completely lost on the way to meet a girl, ran through an empty field in the bad part of town at night, met 2 new people, got felt up on a dance floor, been to a Balkan party, been to an American Halloween party, went to McDonalds where the cute cashier tried to flirt with me in broken English, fell asleep at a club at 4 in the morning, got home from a party at 6 in the morning, had enough beer and alcohol to kill a small African village, took a white knuckle ride in Sonjas car (she just learned how to drive), got lost in Ikea, got up close and personal with an F1 car on display, got eyed up by a creepy guy at a club, ran into my pastor at a drunken party, ran into the Slovak Ambassador at a club (which I stole the Reserved paper from his table later), and I didn't get a hangover (luckily)
I think in the few months I have been here I have done more extroverted things than I had in the entirety of my life before the move. I get invited to parties, lots of them from lots of people, people actually LIKE having me at parties (which is a change), and I've adopted a new life phrase "Fuck it". Whenever I feel myself being overly cautious or being an antisocialite I just say fuck it and go for it. It has opened up a vast array of doors and opportunities and brought with it a lot of new friends. Once you get used to the fact that this culture is very free and open and you accept this, man, it is just hilarious. Visiting Utah in the summer is going to be hilarious because I know that Utah hasn't changed that much, but I have.
Anyway, Lets get some pictures up here.
I finally got my dishes and pots/pans from my boss' garage, so what do I do? I cooked for Ilona, Sonja, and Sonja's mother. And yes I wore an apron, step off.
Ok, my internet is being slower than a snail with half a brain. . so, Bush on a good day. I'll post more pics when the net is faster.
In the past 2 days I have been to 2 parties, got completely lost on the way to meet a girl, ran through an empty field in the bad part of town at night, met 2 new people, got felt up on a dance floor, been to a Balkan party, been to an American Halloween party, went to McDonalds where the cute cashier tried to flirt with me in broken English, fell asleep at a club at 4 in the morning, got home from a party at 6 in the morning, had enough beer and alcohol to kill a small African village, took a white knuckle ride in Sonjas car (she just learned how to drive), got lost in Ikea, got up close and personal with an F1 car on display, got eyed up by a creepy guy at a club, ran into my pastor at a drunken party, ran into the Slovak Ambassador at a club (which I stole the Reserved paper from his table later), and I didn't get a hangover (luckily)
I think in the few months I have been here I have done more extroverted things than I had in the entirety of my life before the move. I get invited to parties, lots of them from lots of people, people actually LIKE having me at parties (which is a change), and I've adopted a new life phrase "Fuck it". Whenever I feel myself being overly cautious or being an antisocialite I just say fuck it and go for it. It has opened up a vast array of doors and opportunities and brought with it a lot of new friends. Once you get used to the fact that this culture is very free and open and you accept this, man, it is just hilarious. Visiting Utah in the summer is going to be hilarious because I know that Utah hasn't changed that much, but I have.
Anyway, Lets get some pictures up here.
I finally got my dishes and pots/pans from my boss' garage, so what do I do? I cooked for Ilona, Sonja, and Sonja's mother. And yes I wore an apron, step off.
Ok, my internet is being slower than a snail with half a brain. . so, Bush on a good day. I'll post more pics when the net is faster.