No, I don't mind that much. I might even have gone, had one of my (two) soccer-crazy friends mentioned the event more than ten hours before... tee off?
Yeah, the rodeo's in town. That town is Shin-Yokohama, and the rodeo takes the shape of approximately five point eight billion fans of Barcelona. Don't really know what that town has done to deserve all that love, but I suspect it's all to do with Henke Larsson. Anyway, when I get back from my new place (to the place I'm staying in until the appliances I've ordered get delivered on Sunday), I'm greeted by at least half of the five point eight billion soccer fans, and also five hundred random Chinese people all with the same type of luggage, all moving "up-stream", as it were, away from the station. Throw in a couple of "public safety officers" trying their very best (i.e. their very loudest) to guide said public, and you have a recipe for if not disaster, then at least humor of a kind very few people actually appreciate.
Oh dear, my A.C. just started making strange sounds. In the middle of Japanese summer, that's right up there on the unpleasantness scale with the stewardess kindly informing you - half way over Siberia - that your side of the aircraft is having some electrical difficulties. Good thing, at least the other half will survive us plummeting thirty thousand feet to our frozen doom.
But yeah, I'm getting off track. What has indeed happened since the last time I posted anything, is that I've moved to Japan. I've got the little stamp in the passport to prove it. I have found an apartment... Well, let's not be bashful, it's actually a "designer mansion". Ok, so maybe 40 sqm doesn't seem like much of a mansion to you, but that's your loss, frankly. In Japanese, it's a "mansion", and a designer one at that. I, my friend, am living the high-life. Currently, it contains one A.C. and a couch. Or sofa, of you swing that way. More stuff will fill that place by the end of the week, though, take my word for it.
So that's pretty much what's been taking up all the time I haven't been working. Once I get reconnected to the internet at my new place in a short-short 12 days' time, I might even post some pictures. Yes, I shall live without access to the internet, something mankind has not done for any long stretch of time since the days when it was spelled with a capital "I".
Ok, I'll go and... pretend to be busy with something over there now. In the mean time, ponder the fact that the internet may be the best invention since I was born (fine, I'm not that old, whatever). Except for Pizza Hut's sausage crust pizzas. You take all the wholesome goodness of a hot dog and combine it with the nutritious explosion that is a pizza, and there you have it. Walking heart-attack? I'll take two, please.
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I'd say one of Barcelona's great things is the japanese food :) Strangely, most restaurants of that fashion seems to be owned by chinese people, which leads to strange names as "Kaitensushi Dao" (which was one of the few empty places, so I dared not to enter that very establishment.
And yes, I got back from a week there just a few hours ago. Very nice.
I take it for granted that when I, some day, include Japan in my vacation plans again, can "våldgästa" your apartment for a day or two? (can't really think of a good english equivalent there, the swedish subtleness seems to go lost if I would have just used "crash at", right?)
And you are entirely correct in taking the Våldgästning priviliges for granted, sir! Conveniently located a mere 18 minutes from Shibuya, we make every effort to ensure our accomodations suit your every need. Also, there's a sofa for you to sleep on. Did I mention the sofa?
Well, if you're going to show up before October, we might have to flip for the sofa, since I'll be waiting for my bed till then, apparently, but that's an entirely different post...
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