Steve and his Tomis team won their game last night! Yay. The other team wasn’t completely horrible (at volleyball), but they reminded me of dark-aged savages in how they complained about calls not in their favour. Their grimaces and guttural yells made me think of hungry cave men ripping raw meat from an animal leg, or of bloodthirsty warrior men impaling and beheading people with spiky clubs; it was ugly. It became a bit entertaining, but I was afraid for the linespeople on their side of the court, who they stormed and yelled and intimidated. Anyways, it was an okay game and bottom line, Tomis won.
the gymnase, outside and in...
So the other day, Steve noticed that the Flora, the hotel that he stayed in when he first arrived (and where Jim, the Canadian therapist, who arrived mid-August, still abides) was getting an upgrade from two stars to three. They took down the stars from the fluorescent sign above the doorway and decaled another on the front doors – three stars! Steve (and others) wondered what improvements were being made and hoped that some might reach the kitchen. However, nothing much seemed to change. Steve moved out, and standard Flora fare is still chicken and pureed, packaged potatoes. Well… last night over dinner, the mystery was solved. Handball is huge here, and the local team had a home game last week; hotel standards for handball are minimum three stars, and well, for a short while the Flora was such a joint. Jim saw a maid scraping off the decals yesterday morning, and the glue is still fuzzy on the windows. How sneaky is that?!
The driveways, or front outdoor areas of most small homes are blanketed by a canopy of grapes... yum.
Another Mary Style place! What is Mary Style!?!
the gymnase, outside and in...
So the other day, Steve noticed that the Flora, the hotel that he stayed in when he first arrived (and where Jim, the Canadian therapist, who arrived mid-August, still abides) was getting an upgrade from two stars to three. They took down the stars from the fluorescent sign above the doorway and decaled another on the front doors – three stars! Steve (and others) wondered what improvements were being made and hoped that some might reach the kitchen. However, nothing much seemed to change. Steve moved out, and standard Flora fare is still chicken and pureed, packaged potatoes. Well… last night over dinner, the mystery was solved. Handball is huge here, and the local team had a home game last week; hotel standards for handball are minimum three stars, and well, for a short while the Flora was such a joint. Jim saw a maid scraping off the decals yesterday morning, and the glue is still fuzzy on the windows. How sneaky is that?!
The driveways, or front outdoor areas of most small homes are blanketed by a canopy of grapes... yum.
Another Mary Style place! What is Mary Style!?!
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