THE WEEKEND

The weekend was nice.
Friday it was Heidi's birthday(the finnish girl from sciences po who lived at our place) , and we all crammed into her 15 square meter yellow flat. We had made a cake and had bought a book, which we realised was incomprehensible after we read a page of it. Not to say that the cake was good, although everybody said it was. I know it was bad. We dont have an oven, and these people dont know what kakkupohja is! From Heidi's we moved to a local bar, and then back to Heidi's. The party was swell, the company was good.
Saturday we had a late start, but Gaia had hooked us up with a Japanese restaurant. She knows one of the cooks from her french language courses. She had asked him for the cheapest possible assortment of japanese food. You could see, entering the restaurant, that normally it would have been way over our budget. And then they came - all the weird plates full of unkown (and still unknown) foods. The plates were so many they didnt fit our eight-person-table. And then when we had finally finished the smoked fishes, chicken, meat oysters, seasnails, crabs, crayfish, liver, ossobucco, etc, etc, there came a second serving - a huge plate of sushi. Spectacular, i think there was just one item i didnt like. Thank you Gaia! I also got the impression that the cook really went all out for us. We finished the night off at Lars' flat, who had a huge balcony with a view onto the Tour Eiffel and Les Invalides. Lucky bastard.
Sunday was the first sunday of the month, and the museums were free. We FINALLY went to a museum. After fifteen minutes in pouring rain, the Musée d'Orsay and its main hall opened up in front of us. It was definitely, after the museum of Rodin, the museum to see in Paris. Van Gogh, Cezanne and Degas kick the Louvre's ass any day by my standards. We ended sunday by making German christmas foods.