A wonderful, magical animal
September 25th, 2008Thursday was a fairly quiet day in Berlin after staying up all night on Wednesday. I dropped my stuff at the Pension Seifert and spent the day shopping, sightseeing, and eating. I had pork tenderloin wrapped in bacon at a place called Julep’s and wondered how many pigs had sustained me during the month I’ve been in Germany.
When I went to Cork a few months ago, I came from London where it was unusually warm for the season to an unseasonably cold Ireland and had to buy a new jacket. The only thing in my size was orange — a color I’m used to as a UT-Austin alumnus, but not normally my first choice. This has resulted in a snowball effect, as each new clothing purchase has to match the bright jacket, and the latest result is a pair of shiny gold shoes. The black pair I would normally have bought made me look like a jack-o-lantern. It’s a slippery slope: I wonder what kind of Ali G wardrobe I’ll be wearing after a year of matching the new color scheme.
