A Shopping Mall and a Round Table

After walking up and down the fancy furniture shopping mall, we decided the hundreds tables we’ve seen weren’t good enough, small enough but at the same time big enough, nice colour enough, cheap enough but stylish enough to fit in. We needed a good table.

But what’s better than your friends’ table?! So we went to The Hague to visit my uncle. We had a good dinner, nice times at Romanian tv, where sailorboy found out that dolce vita means sweet cow if you say it in the same way in Romanian. Next to this, we had a good laugh at folk songs telly. That was a good one! Brilliant! We then came down to see the table-a Alberto, eh! Our gooda frienda, ze Itaaaliaan, eh!! He left behind this round nice table and chairs, so we rolled out the table to the train. We amazingly fit in with only few remarks from the other passengers and then installed it in the privacy of our own homes. This also completed our hunt for furniture in da house. Yes yes yo!!

Oh yeah, it only cost us another way to The Hague. First we made a stop in Abcoude for the lift-up car. Sailorboy confident driving the car, then took off with the chairs and I enjoyed some .ro quality time with my family.

I Got Da Keys

And the big day comes! I got the keys from my apartment! My own tiny precious apartment! :) Now I think it’s ridiculous - I’m only going to get in tomorrow.. but I’ve got them!
We drink and then I pack some more….