Sunday 8 July 2012

Days like this

It was Van Morrison who sang first:


When noone steps on my dreams
there'll be days like this
When people understand what I mean
there'll be days like this
When you bring out the changes
of how everything is
Well my momma told me
there'll be days like this. 

Days like this:

- you wake up late and starving of hunger, but you can remember all the verbs in the present and in the past in your Arabic class' quiz;
- you need to walk, to take a taxi, metro line 1, metro line 2, another taxi to get to lovely people who are going away. You arrive there and can't stop mixing German and Arabic, but leave energized. Now, it's time to come back all the way: taxi-metro-metro-taxi-walking and no taxi driver tries to cheat you; \O/
- you have just seated in the metro, but a mom with a baby comes in. You give your sit to her, people get moved (they always do, it's so sweet) and take your backpack while you stand. The baby has an eldest sister, the sister tries to talk to you and doesn't care about your "survival" Arabic (highlight of the day!). You buy nice biscuits for 50 cents (less than 0.10 USD) of the vendor who comes in your wagon and people even remember you, the station you want is the next... (at this point I was already daydreaming).

So, there are days like this. Sing along!!!

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