A lot happened this weekend:
Friday evening was spent at home, sleeping on the couch. I dozed off around 8pm and shortly after Kat gently woke me up and invited me to bed, a much more comfortable place to snooze. Not long ago, staying in on a Friday night was unacceptable. I felt like I had to go out, meet people, go crazy. Thinking in all the beautiful scandinavian young girls who were out in the streets, partying hard and looking for a bit of fun, was an incentive strong enough to get me out of the door and into a bar, almost every day of the week. I’m not kidding. Now, I really couldn’t care less; the beautiful scandinavian girl is laying on the couch next to me and I can sleep my way to Saturday without remorse. I no longer feel like I’m missing out if I don’t go out and, to be honest, I like this much better.
Having said that, I still enjoy going out for a drink every now and then so, on Saturday, Kat and I met up with Carlos and Marisa and went to The Union, for a change. Before heading there, we drank an entire bottle of Bacardi while we played UNO and Looping Louie, our favourite drinking game (which I’m pretty sure wasn’t intended for that purpose), and once we were a bit tipsy, we decided to continue our intoxication process behind the mighty black door. We were joined by Denis, a German dude I met last summer and with whom I used to go out every once in a while. It had been a long time since we got together so I told him to come down to The Union for a drink. Kat and I spent the evening chatting with him while Carlos and Marisa did their thing. We left them at 2:30am, dancing the night away.
Despite waking up with a mild hungover, Sunday lived up to its reputation. My friend Christiaan and his girlfriend Sasha were in town for a few hours before jumping on a ship for a 10-day Baltic cruise so we met them for breakfast at Kalaset: Christian and I had a massive brunch including eggs, bacon, spicy sausages, bread, cheese and fruits while Sasha and Kat decided to go for the pancakes, all delicious. While in Kalaset, Christiaan gave us a couple of presents: two wonderful micro mushrooms that now stand proudly in our home. Pretty sweet.
After we filled our tanks, Kat went back home and I took Christian and Sasha to Christiania for a bit of shopping, if you know what I mean. I said goodbye to a very happy Christian and his girlfriend around 1pm and took a bus home.
The rest of the day was spent watching the third season of “Misfits” (by now, a very average tv show), eating pizza, drinking cola and napping on the couch. We also did a cleaning break and took care of the dirty dishes that were sitting in the kitchen, watered Julio and picked up the laundry.
Yep, we’re pretty good at Sundays.
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