On Thursday I went to the uni to join the city tour, which was just a fancy description of visiting two bars. No, hotels. While I associate hotels with rooms filled with beds, the hotels here do offer crashing facilities, but they are mostly just bars.
I met some a lot of new people, including Singaporean art students, Swedish exchange students and a lot of Germans and Dutch people. All in all I can say IBA spoiled me, since I am already used to going to school with an entire range of nationalities. I'd prefer to meet some Australians, but I guess I have to wait for my classes to start. However, I must say there are also a lot of nationalities here that are not well represented in Rotterdam. There are a lot of Scandinavian students, as well as British and American,
That evening there was a welcome party at Manning bar, which is on campus. It was a party with free pizza, which Harm and I managed to miss twice. First we were having hot chocolate somewhere and when we came back the pizza was already eaten. When we were out to get some food, we missed the second round of pizza. Despite of the minor foodcrisis, we a had a blast and enjoyed the conversations and dancing with our newfound friends.
The next day there was a free BBQ at the university, which I smuggled Lisianne to. After chilling in the grass with our free sausages we ended up in the same place having coco with Linnea, Sarah (Swedish), a German girl I unfortunately forgot the name of (but remembering all the faces, places and names of all the people I met is a massively hard job), A german guy named Laurens I think, A French guy with the perfect last name Salmon (no first name needs to be remembered) and a Chilean (nano, as in the iPod).
During the evening we had a drink in another hotel, which looked far less classy than what you would expect with the name Coogee Palace. Met some more people, including two Norwegian girls both conveniently called Kirsten, but other than that it was not very spectacular. Funny was the moment when Salmon lied to the busdriver about where he had to go so he had to pay less and then got reminded by the busdriver he had missed his stop at some point, so he was forced to get out in the middle of nowhere, far from where he actually had to be.
This morning I had a voice more fit for a eighty year old male, so I took it slow. We visited the Paddington market, which was filled with stalls of self-proclaimed Australian designers (meaning still very expensive) and we looked at hidiously ugly dresses and we tasted liqoirice coated with chocolate. This was properly explained as an accident happening in your mouth by Lieke.
On our way back to get groceries Lisianne and I got completely lost, but with la Bamba stuck in our heads we made it home. We watched a movie in the living room and had the scent of popcorn (ours) and weed (our American roommate and co) fill our noses. For now I wish you all a good night, while I dread my early morning to come.
Boa Noite
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