Amusing Ourselves in Bucharest

There is absolutely nothing interesting happening right now, except that some guy is playing with his power tools in the very next apartment. One day he's going to wind up standing right in my bedroom, I think. (We've just seen “X-Men III,” so I'm very concerned with people coming through walls right now.)

Yesterday, Mark and I stood out on the balcony and watched sea gulls fly around the courtyard. They took turns perching on the building across the way and flying in circles. Pretty graceful birds, those. We're going to turn our balcony into a game room. We're going to do this by nailing our dart board to the slab of particle board that makes up the wall on one end of the balcony. The balcony is just about long enough to make it perfect. And it's blue. I'm sure that in itself will improve my aim.

I've been using our building's exerciser to strengthen my legs and other things. It's like a stair-climber except with actual stairs. We have 10 floors in our building so three going all the way up and down three times makes me see pretty colors.

Last night we went to a new pub, at the suggestion of friends who go there to hear gothy type music. They are very friendly people who tend to go down rows of band names they keep in their heads in the hopes of finding one we will recognize. Since we aren't big collectors of music and don't devote a lot of time to learning about it, our more musical friends tend to roll their eyes a lot.

We met a Romanian guy last night who has a grandparent from Ireland. He enjoys the Irish portion of his heritage very much. We invited him to the St. Patrick's Day party we're having on Saturday. I figured it must be lucky to meet a sort-of Irish guy in Romania two days before St. Patrick's Day.