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I’m the guy on the left with the light flashing

From the Netherlands

Hello ladies and gentlemen,

I’m very sorry for not putting anything earlier but as they say “duty called me”…

I’ll tell you about a situation that happened to me plus 7 people: kalliopi, joan, axel, libor, antónio, roberta and Nicola (I beg your pardon if I didn’t write down your names correctly). Anyway, we were coming back from Utrecht by train, and this ‘huge rails guy ‘ approached us to check our tickets. He checked everyone, and everything was OK. Then, he asked us where were we going, and we replied: “Delft” (I like to use the ‘”‘ because I think it looks like a real conversation but something tells me it’s not). Anyway, he starts checking his PDA (an electronic equipment that the rails’ employees use <- this is for the non IT-geeks) for the best way to get to Delft. After that, he asked again: “How are you going to get there?” We replied: “Through Den Haag” (again I still believe it makes theis short story better..but I will reconsider it in the next dialogue). Then, he said that the best way was to get out at Gouda, then catch a train that was going to be in the platform next to the one we were going to stop, and which would only wait for us only 1 minute (so, we had to run ). Then, get out in Rotterdam, wait 5m, and catch another train (he also told us to listen to the audio in the station because sometimes they change the platform at the last minute, and he was right as you will see). As expected they (Dutch people) changed the platform and finally we got in the train to Delft. Yupi! We saved 25 minutes!

The questions are:

Were you patient enough to read all this?

Is this guy Dutch or from the Netherlands?

The answers you will have to find out by yourself.

Here is the proof.

Bye,

Kisses and hugs.

Best place to work

Look at the quality of my new workplace…RNL: what a joke! (I even found a place with free coffee).

Anyway,

Hugs and kisses.

Bruises & Angola & Den Haag

Hello,

Sorry for not putting anything earlier in the blog…but this week has been hell.

First: I’ve got a big bruise in my left arm…I got it in a very stupid way…I was putting my scarf when I was leaving TPM and I fell down the stairs… Good. Next injury: my heap. There is always a football game on Fridays, and the first time I kicked the ball my heap sort of cracked…Anyway, there were 2 games, we lost the first but in the second game we won, and all thanks to Remi, also known as Zizou, if you keep scoring like that you’ll be the best

arm bruise

After this detailed explanation about my physical condition, I’m going to describe the last 2 weeks (at least what I can remember).

We, International Group, went to Den Haag (Haia) by bike, the Sunday before this one. The Delft-Den Haag trip was long and difficult and took almost 90m (maybe more no?). The coming back trip took less time I guess. 40m maybe? My question is why we took the longest path Answer: see the countryside…:P

(this pics were taken with a mobile…the quality is low because of that)

Sorry 4 not having pics of the city itself…I have to ask the others..

I think on Saturday we went to Rotterdam…I’m not sure but…

We had several dinners…it’s starting to be a routine. Cool!

After this cloudy memories (really I don’t remember much more) let’s say more about this weekend (the memories are still fresh).

On Saturday we went to Rotterdam again, more specifically: to Murphy’s (Irish pub). It was very nice and had live-music. Something rather strange happened: a guy wanted to start a fight with me just because I touched is leg or foot…ridiculous. Some of his quotes:

Guy – “You didn’t need to do that” (has if I did it on purpose)

” – “I’m stronger than you!”

” – “Are you afraid?”

One can ask himself if this guy was drunk or if he is just plain stupid…anyway, the evening was great and everyone in Rotterdam was wearing lights…I think the museums were open until 2 a.m. and the lights were the ticket/pass to go in the museums. Very cool.

On Sunday, I did this meal w/ Biel’s help:

food

salad_a_la_chef

final_result

biel

At night, me and António went to Rotterdam to watch Sporting Vs Benfica, for the Portuguese Football Championship, at Café Lisboa. We didn’t win (the referee was clearly bought by Sporting) but we managed to tie 1-1 under very adverse conditions! We also met Angola’s ex-football coach! A ****ing Lord! Remember when Portugal played against Angola and half of their team was expelled. That’s the man! We also drunk Portuguese beer and ‘bifana’s. Very good!

When we came back to Delft we went to play Darts (we were 7 in total) and of course I won…my precision is almost perfect…need to work a little bit more but it’s good for now (the competition isn’t good enough ).

Today, I went to a class and here are some photos of the class (the class is verryyyyyyyyyyyyyy interactive….) :

class room

the result

overview (I’m in the left)

Well, that’s it,

See you guys,

Pedro.

P.S: I’m coming to Lisbon on 7th March so..Bairro Alto on 8th March, não?