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Post Titled: Easter Sunday
9:30 am. Sitting here in the "Projekt Room" (formerly known as the "Cold Room" where the only furniture is a small poorly painted coffe table, the ottoman I am siting on, and... that is it. Sunlight is soming through the bay window's triptych and the sounds of birds and skateboarders and a man retching is broken by the churchbells of Easter Sunday mass.
In an hour we are supposed to have brunch, I should look up some kind of egg and spinach concoction recepie.
The weekend thus far has been remarkably chill. On Thursday Susanne and I FINALLY walked the bikes to a repair shop, (just in time for the weather to make it unbearabe NOT to have a bike) After some evaluation and fumbling it turns out that it will cost 46 Euro to get them both fixed, a bit pricey but worth it- then on the way back to the apartment we stopped by the TUrkish nut shop. THis is a small store full of every kind of nut you can imagine, huge roasters, the works. We were seeking something Kosher so SUsanne kept asking the two teenage girls in headscarves behing the counter if the nut coating had wheat in it, and they were quite unhelpful. FInally the one girl blurted "Hey-Ich weis nicht, ich studiere kein Chemie, alter!" ("I dunno- I don't study Chemistry, dude!") which was probably the most ridiculout thing I have heard anyone say in weeks, especially coming from a teenage Muslim girl behing the counter of a nut shop. We settled on some Sesame-covered somethings adn returned to the apartment to find Sam and Paul just hanging out, Nadine and Jesi having already gone out to meet the girls for Germany"s Next Top Model. SO, that night we did the rounds of the galleries on Brunnenstrasse, something like 6-8 openings, I think we made it to 5 of them, my favorite of which was the Artnews Project with a visiting show from Luxemborg. There is a huge white sculpture made from plaster-covered styrofoam, one end is crocodile maul and the other is a lion roar (or ywan?) that definitely stuck with me. We had a good group which kept morphing. Sam, Paul, Myself, Susanne, Alicia and Florian, then alter Amelia and her Spanish friened Judith, kidn of nice to just keep bumping into people over and over.
(more later, gotta clean)
9:30 am. Sitting here in the "Projekt Room" (formerly known as the "Cold Room" where the only furniture is a small poorly painted coffe table, the ottoman I am siting on, and... that is it. Sunlight is soming through the bay window's triptych and the sounds of birds and skateboarders and a man retching is broken by the churchbells of Easter Sunday mass.
In an hour we are supposed to have brunch, I should look up some kind of egg and spinach concoction recepie.
The weekend thus far has been remarkably chill. On Thursday Susanne and I FINALLY walked the bikes to a repair shop, (just in time for the weather to make it unbearabe NOT to have a bike) After some evaluation and fumbling it turns out that it will cost 46 Euro to get them both fixed, a bit pricey but worth it- then on the way back to the apartment we stopped by the TUrkish nut shop. THis is a small store full of every kind of nut you can imagine, huge roasters, the works. We were seeking something Kosher so SUsanne kept asking the two teenage girls in headscarves behing the counter if the nut coating had wheat in it, and they were quite unhelpful. FInally the one girl blurted "Hey-Ich weis nicht, ich studiere kein Chemie, alter!" ("I dunno- I don't study Chemistry, dude!") which was probably the most ridiculout thing I have heard anyone say in weeks, especially coming from a teenage Muslim girl behing the counter of a nut shop. We settled on some Sesame-covered somethings adn returned to the apartment to find Sam and Paul just hanging out, Nadine and Jesi having already gone out to meet the girls for Germany"s Next Top Model. SO, that night we did the rounds of the galleries on Brunnenstrasse, something like 6-8 openings, I think we made it to 5 of them, my favorite of which was the Artnews Project with a visiting show from Luxemborg. There is a huge white sculpture made from plaster-covered styrofoam, one end is crocodile maul and the other is a lion roar (or ywan?) that definitely stuck with me. We had a good group which kept morphing. Sam, Paul, Myself, Susanne, Alicia and Florian, then alter Amelia and her Spanish friened Judith, kidn of nice to just keep bumping into people over and over.
(more later, gotta clean)
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