janestarz | Out with the boys.

After work, around half past three, Erik and I left the room as last, and went over to George’s place. There we got picked up by a taxi-bus and driven to some weird place in the middle of nowhere, stuck between the rivers Maas and Waal (which were at that point less than 1 kilometer apart).
We had dinner in a restaurant overlooking the Waal. As the weather got worse the mood rose, everyone became really jolly and when the first thunder cracked over our heads the ice creams were on the table and the taxi was called.
I was home a quarter to twelve. Finding a card from Tommy and a letter from my aunt Chris on the doorstep. So I read those before going to sleep.

I slept lousily, of course. I woke up at nine because of the mail, and again at nine-thirty because my back could no longer put up with my weird sleeping poses.

I cleaned a bit, wrote letters, did some last minute groceries and I’m actually waiting for Oz to arrive with my computer.