From a day or more ago

So it has been a while since I blogged, actually if we take the time to see how long it has been, well it has been a good few months.

Why now then? Well I am sitting in the back of a restaurant in Århus, by myself, with a large draft beer in hand, waiting for my steak to arrive. There isn't much I dislike more than eating alone. It isn't so much the eating I have a problem with, so much as it is the waiting for my food to arrive and killing the quiet time.

Once the food arrives, well then I am eating and so time sort of kills itself really.
It is the third time I find myself on this side of the country I call home, and this time I am staying at a hotel in the center of town. Well not really the center, but that has more to do with the city being built around a harbour and so the center of town is the waterfront and thus it isn't exactly the center but more the edge. However for arguments it is the center.

That is one flipping good steak.

Bugger I just noticed I am sitting under a security camera, eating off three plates and wetting my garlic bread with beer...

And naturally, there is a bloody screaming baby and a dad that thinks it is hillarious. Viva the no children in pubs rule.

So back to my third visit. Well I typed "restaurant" into google maps yesterday and was greeted by too many choices.

On my previous visits, which involved a 70s hotel from hell, miles from anything but a mcdonalds and a petrol station, the results were less than optimal. Needless to say I ate crap food, quickly, by myself in the saddest of hotel kanteens.

Last night however I picked hIndian. 5 minutes walk in the light snow. I got a table under the stairs and ordered a samoosa, kingfisher beer and chicken masala. All excellent, with the exception of the beer, which came in the form of a cobra lager, but what did I expect, this is the province after all...

Well the walk home took 3 minutes since I this time, didn't follow googles car directions. I wish they would make a walk option in google maps. I then spent a few minutes enjoying the view, of tugboats tugging around the almost active harbour, from my room, before I closed the curtains and turned on the tv.

I watched an overly acted movie about some morons building a plane, from a plane, in a desert. Crap from the moment they crash landed and the lack of acting and plot of any kind becomes blatently apparent. In its own defence, I must confess that I had seen it before. I then read through my lesson for the day and fell asleep.

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