Dachte ich auf dem Ohrensessel - our new wingchair, fresh from park slope!

braindead

tame impala in terminal 5

"Shame on Shane."

elevator

the strand

(i actually read that one. dunno if it made me look any smarter then usual on the train, but its a great book.)

sunday-working.

sun, Beethoven, concentration (no)

dinner at Eszter

 

All the way up to 147th street.  There lives Eszter.

In an amazing flat. 

This is the fireplace IN THEIR BATHROOM. 

all the wooden stuff (doors, windows, cupboards) are original.

I got kind of hammered. It was a great evening. Got to know a new word, "tüttümüttü" - i will explain that later.