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Odyssey and Such- cont'd
Alex's Favorite Bookshops:
1. Strand
2. Heights Books
3. Left Bank Books
4. Massolit, Krakow
5. Shakespeare &Co, Paris
Any bookstore, slightly disheveled, full of good books old and new, any bookstore that lets you read as long as you like without paying for a thing, any bookstore with cute lit major grad students as the cashiers (hey, I'm only human.)
I miss Christian, hopefully he'll like his Massolit poster. I ought to send a postcard to Sara and Lindsey.
Alex's Favorite Sounds:
1. Scratchy guitar strings
2. Wind rushing through leaves
3. Marie's Crisis
4. Spoons tinkling in glasses upon stirring one's coffee
5. Kriss's deep breathing when he sleeps
Look up: etymology of greenhorn
Polish fashion week.
Later:
Sometimes I take "M is for Morphine" as a personal message to the Inferno kids. "You're capable of anything aren't you? I'm so proud of you." Obviously it's meant to be Lorre, but I sometimes imagine Jack saying it to me.
That doesn't leave this journal, by the way. I'm far, far less of a fangirl than I used to be (ahem, Bowery show...) but no one needs to know that I still have a bit of a crush on him. Well, his personal, anyhow. From what I know about Jack himself, he's kind of a douche. I do think it's nice though that he'll always talk to the fans.
I feel that sadness again. Fuck Europe. But I'm pretty sure this is the proverbial existential angst. Fuck my life. Only here, outside the confines of rational, pretentious New York could I ever seriously entertain such an idea.
Hopefully the Dramamine kicks in. I ate a burger before getting on a bus. Bad idea.
In fact...
Things Alex Has Learned in Europe So Far:
1. Boots are always best
2. Never
Excuse me, self, may I interrupt?
Well you always do anyway, what is it?
I was just going to the stationery shop to get a new pen as mine had run out of ink. Coming out, I was rummaging through my bag when I heard a terrifying sound. I turned around, clutching my bag in case of thieves, to see behind me an old man with his hand over his nose, having just sneezed, and his wife looking horrifically embarrassed. My shock and theirs vanished when I burst out laughing. They started talking to me in Polish, and I used my much rehearsed "nie movie po polsku" (I don't speak Polish) and they laughed and said "Speak English?" and walked away. Funny what a little interaction between humans can do.
Anyhow, to add to the prior list:
2. Never eat heavy food before a daylong bus ride.
3. Never shit in a really old toilet.
4. Street food is cheaper at the end of the day when the vendors have to get rid of the day's stock.
5. There is no reason to buy more than one water bottle (and just keep refilling it), unless you are a priss and hate tap water.
6. Don't rely on bathroom mirrors. You usually have to pay for a bathroom! Invest in a hand mirror
7. When in whatever country you're in, never sad a bad word about it in front of one of it's citizens. Pretend the country is your favorite in the world.
More to be added later.
Alex's Favorite Bookshops:
1. Strand
2. Heights Books
3. Left Bank Books
4. Massolit, Krakow
5. Shakespeare &Co, Paris
Any bookstore, slightly disheveled, full of good books old and new, any bookstore that lets you read as long as you like without paying for a thing, any bookstore with cute lit major grad students as the cashiers (hey, I'm only human.)
I miss Christian, hopefully he'll like his Massolit poster. I ought to send a postcard to Sara and Lindsey.
Alex's Favorite Sounds:
1. Scratchy guitar strings
2. Wind rushing through leaves
3. Marie's Crisis
4. Spoons tinkling in glasses upon stirring one's coffee
5. Kriss's deep breathing when he sleeps
Look up: etymology of greenhorn
Polish fashion week.
Later:
Sometimes I take "M is for Morphine" as a personal message to the Inferno kids. "You're capable of anything aren't you? I'm so proud of you." Obviously it's meant to be Lorre, but I sometimes imagine Jack saying it to me.
That doesn't leave this journal, by the way. I'm far, far less of a fangirl than I used to be (ahem, Bowery show...) but no one needs to know that I still have a bit of a crush on him. Well, his personal, anyhow. From what I know about Jack himself, he's kind of a douche. I do think it's nice though that he'll always talk to the fans.
I feel that sadness again. Fuck Europe. But I'm pretty sure this is the proverbial existential angst. Fuck my life. Only here, outside the confines of rational, pretentious New York could I ever seriously entertain such an idea.
Hopefully the Dramamine kicks in. I ate a burger before getting on a bus. Bad idea.
In fact...
Things Alex Has Learned in Europe So Far:
1. Boots are always best
2. Never
Excuse me, self, may I interrupt?
Well you always do anyway, what is it?
I was just going to the stationery shop to get a new pen as mine had run out of ink. Coming out, I was rummaging through my bag when I heard a terrifying sound. I turned around, clutching my bag in case of thieves, to see behind me an old man with his hand over his nose, having just sneezed, and his wife looking horrifically embarrassed. My shock and theirs vanished when I burst out laughing. They started talking to me in Polish, and I used my much rehearsed "nie movie po polsku" (I don't speak Polish) and they laughed and said "Speak English?" and walked away. Funny what a little interaction between humans can do.
Anyhow, to add to the prior list:
2. Never eat heavy food before a daylong bus ride.
3. Never shit in a really old toilet.
4. Street food is cheaper at the end of the day when the vendors have to get rid of the day's stock.
5. There is no reason to buy more than one water bottle (and just keep refilling it), unless you are a priss and hate tap water.
6. Don't rely on bathroom mirrors. You usually have to pay for a bathroom! Invest in a hand mirror
7. When in whatever country you're in, never sad a bad word about it in front of one of it's citizens. Pretend the country is your favorite in the world.
More to be added later.