Sick in the Loo

Not much to say. I’m sick. So is Natalya. Just normal colds with sore throats, runny noses and fuzzy heads. We still went out on Friday and Saturday night though. Smart, huh? We went to an EMBL party on Friday, which was interesting. The party was for the new bunch of scientists going for their PHDs. English is the language for EMBL so I liked it because I know everyone there can speak English.

Saturday we didn’t do much all day, but at night we went to “The Loo,” a small bar that we didn’t realize was a gay bar, even though we’d been there before. It was ok though because we went there to meet a friend of a friend that was visiting from Moscow and he happened to be gay, not that there’s anything wrong with that, of course.

“The Loo” is decorated like a toilet. It has some toilet seats (we sat on the comfortable, non-toilet shaped seats), a toilet paper dispenser, paper towel dispenser, and a bathtub, among other things.

Then we went to Ziegler’s, which wasn’t too crowded when we got there, but only got fuller as it got later. I was falling asleep, so I had to excuse myself and walk home. It was cool with Natalya and she wanted to stay, so I gave her some money and told her to take a taxi since nobody would be walking our way and it wouldn’t cost much because it wasn’t far. When I left, all the seats were taken, and there was a big line of people paying to get in. It was around midnight. I went home and crashed.

Sunday we just stayed in and watched TV and slept and ate some soup. We took a little walk, but barely a block.