My previous post was sightly confusing I guess - I was a little drunk. Also, I find it strange to write about familiar places - I do not feel I have that much to tell, or maybe it is that what I would have to say is too personal and too difficult and I never thought of myself as a person who would write a blog like that. On the other hand, I enjoy reflecting on things, even if they are not as exciting as a bike ride down the "death road".

For the first time I feel frustrated for not making money and not having a regular job. It is probably because most of my friends here are working and even though you can spot quite a few people - mostly very attractive and done up young women - who are obviously just hanging out in cafes with friends all day (they probably go to the gym as well), but I cannot really identify with them, even if that is pretty much all I do as well. I am trying to be cultured and active, but there is only so many new things and places I can explore here...bottom line, I need to leave soon.