Random Thoughts

I don't know where to start. I'm realizing that if I wait for the perfect time to write my thoughts in a clean organized manner, I may never get around to finishing a paragraph. Everything keeps us so busy. there hasn't been much down time. Our flat is still 50% empty, we have a language to learn, a city to explore, friends to make, systems to figure out. Our heads hit the pillow hard at night, full of over-stimulation. So in nutshell, here's a snapshot of what's inside my brain regarding my experience so far...

I'm lost in my own building. I swear when we came in last night, despite a 30 hour delay in my arrival, we went down these stairs. Or was it up this elevator? The dog has to pee and I can't figure out how to get out of this building.  //  Wow, that woman is owning it! Not sure if she's a hooker or a mother of a child that goes to my kids' school. //  Everyone was right, the lines on the roads are just "suggestions". //  The european toilets gross me out. //  Everyone is so nice. They're so willing to help me or at least be patient with a smile. //  This city is overwhelming chaos. //  I love how the apartments are built of concrete. I can't hear neighbors above, below or behind.  However I can't seem to hang anything on these walls unless I hire someone to come and drill holes.  Hmmm.... inconvenient. //  If I keep eating this pasta, drinking this red wine and inhaling this gelato, my ass is going to be huge. There's got to be a gym around here somewhere.  //  Holy cow, everyone smokes here.  //  Stilettos on vespas, ha! Love it! //  It's apparent that if I rode a bike here, I'd die. That's too bad. //  I love the dish drying rack above my sink.  Thanks Aunt Jean for telling me what that was. Otherwise I'd of had no idea.  It makes so much sense!  //  Shoot - I just did 3 loads of laundry with fabric softener.  Thought it was laundry soap. Oh well, at least we all smell good.  //  I now own a grocery cart like the old ladies.

Those are about 20% of my thoughts within the first week.  Thanks for reading. -Inger