Hello everyone from your hesitantly blogging US correspondent.
This is my first post to this blog - or any blog for this matter. In case you were wondering, no, I am not a solar-powered garbage-compacting robot from humanity's dystopian future in love with an ipod resembling machine.
I was kindly invited to this blog to provide an American perspective to the international affair foto-aparat is. I will try to do that much in the same way the other contributors have: with random snapshots of my daily routine sprinkled with a highlight here and there. (By the way, hello co-contributors I've never met!)
Speaking of routine nothing more appropriate than Tuesdays. I've been doing pretty much exactly the same thing each and every Tuesday since I arrived here.
Here's a couple of recent ones.
Wake up early-ish, walk out around 8.30am. My place is surrounded by bio labs.
Head to school or in this case work. Between Tuesday 1 and Tuesday 2 contractors completed a project which to my eyes looked like rearranging the bricks covering the square. I am sure there is a good reason.
Around 6pm grab a carnitas quesadilla at Anna's. Price of said item crossed the psychological barrier of $5 between T1 and T2.
Traverse the infinite corridor on the way to the classroom where the bridge club meets.
Occasionally arrive too early. Hang out in the sun and revise convention card - well, at least on particularly nice summer Tuesdays. It's hardly as idyllic most of the time.
Play bridge until 10pm. Head home.
Exciting or what? I am sure you can't wait for the next post.