written on the 24th
I ended up falling asleep before I could write this one up.
Went shopping, got myself a fantastic deal on some basic clothing- super-comfortable shirts for about 5 euro, as well as a pair of 10 euro jeans (normally 25), and a pair of shoes (5 euro, normally 15) to replace my current boat shoes which have bitten the dust.
Later, we went to a karaoke bar, and I sang some Elvis Presley (Jailhouse Rock, which is by far my best), as well as Journey (Don't Stop Believing, with Jack and John - a bit out-of-tune, because I'm the only one in the group who can fake pitch-matching).
If I can find an instrumental and practice it a bit, I might even upload it to soundcloud or something. Better yet, I could learn to play it on the piano and sing along- like Lady Gaga or Sara Bareilles, I guess.
on a side note:
To clarify for readers (current and/or after this blog is no longer updating regularly):
When I said I found the museums to be uninteresting, I was referring to the fact that I hadn't gotten anything new out of visiting these new displays or installations or monuments. I've been to several such places in Texas and New York, too- it seems to me that the gist of all of these holocaust memorials is that:
- The holocaust was a bad thing.
I do not mean to discount a tragedy- but I don't get as much of an impact as I would expect others to get when they first hear about the holocaust. It's become less of a poignant experience and more of a brow-beating event.
I just sound like a terrible person.
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