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WELL. THAT WAS SOME WEEKEND.
Where do I begin
Oh yeah, concert.
FRIDAY NIGHT: Ran off to the train station, UH-OH, LUBA FORGOT HER STUDENT ID. GUESS SHE'D BETTER RUN BACK HOME REAL QUICK we had to take a late train. Okay, fine. Except she comes back bawling her eyes out, turns out her ID is lost. Oh my. Cue ANGRY RUSSIAN FOR HALF THE TRAIN RIDE WHILE I LOOK OUT THE WINDOW AND WAIT. Seriously I thought this was a German exchange trip, not a Language Barrier exchange trip. Well, we got there. Somehow I survived the Roosk barrage. Pretty sweet little place it was, with everyone all dressed up (I wore a dress, oh my god the world is ending) and watching real music being played. Dvorak! Intermission was Let's Make Slush Try This time, I had Spargel cream soup (Spargel is like asparagus but...white. I don't know.) and it was pretty good. Kind of salty.
ALSO, DIDGERIDOO.
THERE WAS THIS AUSTRALIAN GUY WHO PLAYED THE DIDGERIDOO AT A CLASSIC CONCERT
It was pretty neat. He played like one note.
AND THEN HE BEATBOXED
ON HIS DIDGERIDOO
AT A CLASSICAL MUSIC CONCERT.
BEATBOXING
Aaaand then home.
Saturday: Shopping! I went and bought this awesome pen that has blue ink on one side and ink that erases on the other. Except it doesn't erase itself. Or ballpoint pens. Now I have to go and buy myself a fountain pen so I can actually use it. Woo.
ALSO, THE FOLLOWING WILL BE BLAMED ON EGGO.
We went to the electronics store and looked around, holy what what is everything expensive in Europe. iPods are like. 200 Euros. That's zillions in dollars. But I didn't get an iPod, I got a CD. Christopher Rybeck I think, I can't be bothered to spell his name right, too tired. Either way I bought it SOLELY BASED ON SEEING HIS SONG ONE TIME ON TV AND BECAUSE HE IS ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE. SERIOUSLY. I WANT TO TAKE HIM HOME AND SNUGGLE HIM. why do I get the feeling a certain tape is going to strangle me I BLAME EGGO FOR GETTING ME INTO THE HABIT OF TRUSTING MY GAYDAR OVER MY EAR WHEN CHOOSING MUSIC TO LIKE.
Oh yeah, and then we went bar-hopping. First cocktails, then karaoke. And McDonald's somewhere in between, that counts. Tons of fun. GUESS WHO SANG LUCY IN THE SKY WITH DIAMONDS IN FRONT OF A BUNCH OF DRUNKEN GERMANS.
Sunday: BRUSSELS! Oh my god Brussels is the best city ever. First we went to the Atomium, which DOMINATES THE CITY in the weirdest way possible. It's shaped like an iron molecule. On its side. And it's huge. AND YOU CAN GO INSIDE god it was cool. Then we toured the city and saw the sights, including Old Church, Old Building, Old Statues, and Old Park. And a statue of a little boy peeing into a fountain. Oh and I ate REAL BELGIAN WAFFLES high five.
Aaaand now I'm home and I am tired and as you can tell by my writing I am also tired. So I think I'll just. Sleep now.
ALSO HEY EGGO HOW'S BRITANNIA.