Art Night

(First and second most closely resemble the original.)

I'm moving tomorrow/today. It's going to be a fantastic change. I'm moving into a place with six bedrooms, and so far the people living there are three girls from France and a boy from Germany. Every Saturday the landlord buys all the meat for an asado and anyone invited has to bring a bottle of wine. Everyone seems really free-spirited and confident and interesting. My room has a green door, and for the first time in my life I will have my very own bed that is bigger than a standard twin. Nice terraza at the top with a long table and small round table to sit at. In San Telmo, right by the downtown. Starting Sunday morning I will wake up in the center of Buenos Aires, a couple blocks from the weekly street fair in San Telmo. A fair that lasts for blocks and blocks all the way down Defensa with people selling all sorts of products, food, knick knacks... I think my current roommate from Sweden is going to sell some of her sketches there this Sunday to get some money for traveling.

So as my last night in this place I thought it fitting and cordial to have a last-night dinner-esque thing, which turned into being better as an appetizer session of sorts. I made nummy bruschetta and Lu made a fruit salad. Sat around drinking wine and chatting the three of us. When Kerstin went out I proposed art time to Lu, which was very well received.

Nice last night here,

similarly related I love art

(And I've worked it out so that I can officially minor in both Studio Arts and Environmental Studies (though it works out so that I literally have no more "elective-count-for-nothing" classes), so that sounds nice.)

love.love.love.