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What we like watching

It would be an understatement to type that E enjoys watching American crime series (his top three favourites are this, this and this). In Spanish. Sometimes he changes the language for my benefit. I watch them either drowsily or spooked. It's one or the other and there is no in between.

I complain about the bad voice acting i.e. Spanish dubbing when I'm awake, in between clutching at E's arm or diving to cover my face with a pillow. E disagrees with me and thinks the Spanish voice overs are so much better than their original ("more authentic and adjusted to the type of person vs. the natural voice which sometimes just don't fit - for example Bruce Willis' more macho I-don't-care-about- anything Spanish voice").    

What do I like? Comedies. Sometimes drama- when I'm not sleep deprived and can sit through long dialogues. I hate anything with horror and violence. They are totally pointless in my opinion. (Yeah - I'm just like my mother). I've mentioned before that I'm really enjoying the fabulously fluffy sitcom D-D-D. Well, E, knowing that I won't be zzz-ing or eeiks-ing while watching this, has acquired more of the episodes for our collective enjoyment.

We have been watching quite a few episodes these past days. We are close to finishing Season 2 and I find myself still cheering yay whenever Stacy is on the screen. 

 

                            {Picture of Stacy sourced from here} 

Post script: We have now watched all the episodes in Season 3 and can't believe Season 4 has not started. Spoiler alert: I stopped cheering for Stacy and indeed went "oh no!" at her during the last few episodes. 

Sleep over at home

A reversal of roles: the gals accepted my invitation and came over to spend the afternoon and the evening at ours.

I wanted to cook something special for them and chose beef rendang for lunch. E and woke up early to go shopping. Surprisingly we managed to source most of the rendang ingredients from the German supermarket - even the more untypical ones (eg lemon grass paste, desiccated coconut). The dish turned out quite well and E reckons it would also be a hit with his parents next time they're here.

We stayed up watching films: "A lot like love" which was suitably fluffy and entertaining and "L'appartment" - a film G and I liked from many years ago. I had forgotten most of the details and even the ending of the story - so it almost felt like the first time. One of the main characters was played by Monica Bellucci - she looked very fresh and beautiful. Watching the film - I was reminded of the times G and I caught discounted day films at the Swiss centre in London.

I'm back home from the student house.

It was certainly a challenge to cycle back home. Especially uphill. Egad. The weather was summer-like (hot even! Amazing grace - in October?) and I had with me, not only my winter coat, which I slung on top of the handlebar, but also my school shoulder bag holding together my ipad, E's computer, papers (all of which I needed for my assignment on Wednesday). I also had another bag hanging from the other handle, containing some of the stuff I bought from Mulhouse. I was reluctant to leave too many things behind at Z's place for collection on Monday, mindful of taking up precious space in the small room.   

I had a lovely time hanging out with the three girl friends (Z, R and N). Indeed, I had tried to post something about them earlier, using typepad-app on iphone but it seems as if the post has disappeared into thin air. Typepad can be a pain sometimes. %$£.  To recap on the main points:   I'm lucky to have found like-minded people so fast. The girls are very warm, friendly and easy to talk to - I feel like I've known them longer than a few months. They started the course earlier this year, so unfortunately will be leaving next month.     

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Spending quality time with Z: Both R and N had prior engagements after we came back from Mulhouse, so it was just Z and me last night. We opened a bottle of white and sat up watching this film (I found the cinematography beautiful and colourful and the storyline captivating). This morning, like yesterday, Z prepared breakfast for the both of us, carefully assembling the ingredients on top of the small fridge in her room. I asked Z whether the breakfast (orange juice, coffee, bread, cheese, meat and apples) was typical where she came from. Yes. Better ingredients after the Soviets had left: it was possible to buy orange juice from the supermarket! I described to her what traditional breakfast in Malaysia was like and could see her eyes widen. I love my course - if not for it, I would have not met all these interesting people I am spending time with now - learning all about their alternative lives. 

Breakfast at Z's