Well, I wasn't entirely lazy yesterday. I went food shopping. You can use the kitchen here at the hostel, and it was strangely thrilling to find my way around a foriegn supermarket, comparing products I'd never heard of before. It was like I lived here. I could have easily been grabbing a few items to take back to my flat for dinner.
It feels so much more indulgent to waste a day in a city you'll never see again, but I enjoyed it. I watched most of Kubrick's Barry Lyndon on the hostel DVD player. I don't recommend it, but it fit my existence at the time with its indulgence and indolence. Today I'll still take it easy in the early morning hours, but one the Museum opens, me and my camera are having another go. Also, I need to see about Julius Caeser tickets at some point.
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She's covered. It doesn't look like I expected. I mean, it's a big clock, but there's gold gilding. It seems a little overkill, ya know?
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