The air kiss So they are really big on two kissed on the cheek here. Not a bad thing. I was walking around downtown last night in the the quest for a towel (which I am still looking for). In one of the plazas (which are everywhere) there was a woman who walked up to a group of frineds. She was working her way around the circle kissing each of them on the cheek. So I just got in line. Pointed to my cheek and got two kisses (a long with a few laughs). Then I just walked on with out saying a word. It is so much fun being the outsider.
The nod Europians don´t get the nod. That is what two men do as they are approching each other on the street, but don´t know each other. When the make eye contact, the stare for a moment, the give each other an approving nod. It can also happen car to car. I am not sure what part of the male psychy requires it. It is really the hightest compliment a jr high male can pay someone (being they don´t know how to socailize at all). After a performance a jr high student will walk up to Brad or I, pause, not say a word, give the nod, and move on. A large part of the indy film “Grove” was dedicated to ´the nod´. I have found it as an easy way to move through rougher neighborhood. Act like you belong, look everyone in the eye, and give the nod. They just don´t get teh nod any where in Europe. When I look folks in the eye, and give the nod and it isn´t returned I feel thretened, or at least uncomforatble. It is odd.
Random Though When I was walking last night I had the weirdest thought enter my head. I rermembered a comercial for a video that thaught you have to lip synce. It taught you the technique sing right, and how to make it look like you were really play the guitar in time. I can´t remember the word bogadilla (a awesome sandwich) from one minute to the next, but I rememeber this other junk.
twist my arm So I am in bed last night after my shower (I dryied off with a t-shirt) and I clim into bed. My room isn´t the greatest because it isn´t really a bedroom, but the sitting room off the kitchen convered into a bed room. It is smaller than most, which is fine. The problem is the doors have frosted glass in them, so when the light is turned on the in kitchen it fills my room as well. As I was laying in bed the light came on. I went out to investigate. Eric (the norwegen) and one of his friends were going to have a drink. They asked if I wanted to join. First thought, I am exhasted and need sleep. Second thought, when I am going to get a chance to have a drink in a local bar (and I mean really local) with a Norweegen and a Slovinian? (Okay other than tonight)
It is time to go dance (or do what ever semlance of dancing I do)

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