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An afternoon in Amsterdam

Trust me not to do my homework...It was pouring down with rain this morning, which gave me the idea that it was a perfect day for a visit to the museum. What museum? The Rijksmuseum! Obviously, I'd been there before, for conferences and seminars, but I couldn't remember ever having been there as a tourist, and thought today would give me the perfect opportunity to wander around its winding corridors and see what, apart from the Nightwatch, it had to offer. However, when I got there, I found that it was under renovation, and only a part of the collection was on view. So instead of whiling away a pleasant afternoon looking at Teh Art, I barely managed an hour, and came away feeling quite cheated and annoyed.

Why was I annoyed? Because some arse trod on the hem of my skirt, tearing it, and walked off without a word! I was speechless. There is a tear in my lovely new witchy skirt! So it's hardly noticeable (except to me, but I know it's there) and I'm sure I can stitch it up again if only I can find some black sewing thread somewhere, but to tread on a woman's skirt when she's done nothing to you, and to walk off without so much as a by your leave or a sorry -- what's a Philistine like that doing in a museum, anyway?

I treated myself to a nice lunch after that, though. I came thisclose to ordering a lobster, but came to my senses just in time and had a goat's cheese salad instead -- I may have been in need of comfort food and lots of it, but there was no need to add insult to injury and beggar myself in the process of acquiring it.

On my way home though, I couldn't say no to a set of matching bra and knickers in a lovely cream and brown colour, at half price in the sales.

Now, a meme to get my mind off the fiasco that was my trip to Amsterdam. Gacked off the lovely grapefruitzzz, here's the premise:

The problem with LJ: We all think we are so close, but really we know nothing about each other. So I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away.

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gamiila
Jan. 11th, 2006 10:47 pm (UTC)
I have been the Van Gogh museum, but I suppose I must have missed the smoking skeleton. Mostly, I just remember 76 studies of sunflowers.

My favourite breakfast is a full English, with hashbrowns if possible; but most of the time I tend to forego breakfast or have a quick bite (a croissant or somesuch) on my way to work.

I don't think I've ever done anything remotely odd to my hair. I've coloured it, going from bright orange to deep red; and I've back-combed it; and I've gone through a phase of plaiting it most elaborately, or wearing it in historic styles (of the ancient Greeks, or styles from the 1940s or 1830s), and also I've worn it piled on top of my head with chopsticks holding it in place, but I've never really tried anything odd, I don't think...

My favourite bit of computer h/w or s/w? Oh. I don't know. I'm not all that interested in computers, which given that I work in them, is probably a bit odd; but just so long as they work, I tend not to think about them much. I suppose though, I would be distraught if my DVD-drive'd give out...how would I view my Doctor Who Series 1 then?

grapefruitzzz
Jan. 15th, 2006 07:08 pm (UTC)
That is very interesting hair indeed! Hash browns are also excellent things.