Just got back to the hostel after a 9-5 at uni, my room mate has demanded I play Anastasia and he's singing along. The room stinks of boy, the only time I've ever shared with the male species and I am out numbered, 3 to 1. It's a tad overpowering but makes a change from sharing with girls and their hormones.
Since I started the blog last night I've been so excited to have lunch..and then write about it. Schnitzel was on the menu and I felt more than obliged to try it. It is basically flattened chicken in fine bread crumbs. On this occasion was served with pasta twists, peas and a from what I could tell, a cheesy sauce with diced carrots and mushrooms. As much as I dislike mushrooms because of the texture and pointlessness, I thought I could at least try it and report back to my mushroom loving girlfriend. Safe to say my opinion has not changed in thee slightest.
Whilst at the table my German and Dutch team mates were enjoying sausage mash and some kind of soggy cabbage looking thing, it reminded me that I wanted to know what sour-kraut was and turns out thats what it is. It was indeed sour, I'm not too fussed about it but I'm devastated I can't have these meals everyday.
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