Hey,
From now on I’ll write the blog in English due to foreign requests.
Well, lots of stuff happened since the last blog message.
I’ll start from the beginning (even dough I can’t recall everything that happened during the last week).
First of all, Monday. It’s my busy busy day. I think that every Erasmus student has one. Monday is mine ’cause I’ve classes all day. Sucks a lot but I’ll manage to survive! (hum?)
I would like to tell you that this message was written under intense stress because I’m hearing the f***ing pigeons outside “singing”…it is so f***ing annoying! I counted 13 pigeons the other day, I suppose the pigeon family is established in my balcony.
On Tuesday I went to school to work with Robert, a dutch colleague (the others couldn’t come). After that I came home only to find out that DUWO (the housing renting company) thinks that my mattress is good enough…my back hurts because the mattress is curved..The DUWO guy gave Gabriel other messages: don’t leave the door opened..actually he is right, since someone can steal the apartment but at least the rooms are protected. The final thing is that all the lights were OK, but I am very suspicious about this because I checked them before, and they were not working.
Wednesday was a f***ed up day! From 3 p.m. until 9 p.m. working on a assignment to deliver on Thursday. I had to finish at 9 p.m. ’cause Pietro (the 4th house member) was leaving to Italy (Rome) that same day, and at 9h30 was his farewell dinner. After the dinner, that was very good by the way (iced cake and all…wow), we went to the Ruiff (it’s spelled correctly?), a bar, and met with everyone else. It was nice but I had classes the day after and so I had to leave sooner.
Thursday was…another working day. I went to TPM to work with the other group members (Robert couldn’t make it): Ferlon, Lara and Jorge. At night there was a dinner at my house with Kalhope [is it like this?] (read as Kálhópé), a crazy Malaka (greek)!
Friday was the Future party! When I have the pics I’ll put them here…I forgot to take my cam to the party. Sorry.
Saturday, yesterday, was the pinnacle of my Erasmus experience so far. Amsterdam, the sin city, the X X X, the liberal town. I managed (won against Kitti&Dasinha alliance) to convince everyone to meet at 3 p.m. at Delft’s train station instead of 2 p.m. (to early…). Actually, because of some external delays I was not able to be there at 3 exactly, but I was able to arrive at 4 p.m. Sorry to all non-latino people in the group who aren’t used to such delays…after some time you’ll get over it. But I have to say that it was because of António that we arrived late, and Anurag (indian guy) and his quest to search for the owner of a wallet he found on the floor.
Before 4 p.m. we left Delft and before 5 p.m. we arrived at ‘Dam centrall. Everything is so different, people have all colours and shapes, and if you take a look around you’ll find many coffee shops…just pick one. Actually we didn’t go to one, next time maybe. We took a look around the city, and the went for a couple of beers at a famous restaurant/bar/disco…but I can’t recall the name…it was on the 11th floor dough.
17 people at the 11th floor disco/bar/restaurant
To all of those who hate shoes:
Joan, the guy from Barcelona, didn’t have a train ticket, he was so f***ing lucky because the ticket checker wasn’t really looking at the ticket he gave him. It was your lucky day Joan. Next time…
After that, we went to a Spanish restaurant and had to wait 1h for the food, and it was expensive and there was less food than we expected. The only thing good is that I only had to pay 6 €. Ask Joan, he knows how 
Barcelona won 2-1 (we saw the 2nd half of the match in a Irish pub) and we drank a lot.
I have to say that I respect a lot Dasinha because she paid everyone of us a beer. Dasinha “the Warrior”.
After the pub we went to the red light and saw some ‘interesting’ ’stuff’. António stayed there the whole night (I don’t if he actually went to one of the ladies) but I hope he is ok. :P
After that we went back to Delft, and that is it. Now I’m spending a lot of time writing this blog and that should be applauded.
There are no pics of the red light district because cameras are not welcome in that area.
Abraços e beijinhos,
Dag,
Pedro.
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