23 Ağustos 2010, Pazartesi
saat: 18:03
It is not perfectly clear to me how on earth I ended up with discussing breast sizes with an Italian lesbian girl at a random cafe on a lazy sunday.
I think it all started out by watching the salsa class take on --right. salsa class at a cafe--.
A handful is all she needs, apparently. I agree.
Probably the more fascinating story here is that in a city where I am trying to make friends, the first non-coworker I had a real conversation is a tourist.
Europe, how I love thee.
Really though, Americans and their lack of outdoor cafes. Guys; it's alcohol. It is OK.
