"I guess every girl goes through a photography phase. You know, horses… taking pictures of your feet. "

Yesterday was a quiet day once I got back from the airport. I took pictures of my feet while I was waiting at the train station in the evening.

In the morning, I shared a breakfast with my mom before she jumped on the plane. By now she is hopefully back home, half-way around the planet.

Walking to the station, looking at my neighborhood. I have never been to either the Chinese place or Sudo, but I have actually been to the izakaya way in the background there.

Waiting at the trainstation some more. I snapped a picture of the metro map. It is actually really easy to find your way around. This is just the map for the metro, and not all the train lines. I think they have done a great job with color-coding and the way they present the information, I guess my inner nerd popped out for a second there.

Waiting more, looking at the ticket gates, snapping pictures of the ticket gates for no apparent reason.

And then! Dinner! There is a cute standing wine bar in our neighborhood. The food and drinks are really nice standard, but there are no chairs, and everyone is just standing through their entire meals. We had sparkling wine from the Loire Valley (yes, in Pol Roger glasses, ha), and…

…Iberia ham, and…

…a cheese plate, and…

…some really nice spaghetti with a kind of roe on it, but I can not remember the name. We finished up the food and the bottle, and went home and had a bottle more before bed. A nice ending to a gloomy day saying goodbye to my mom. ♥

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  1. Elisabeth says:

    You can never have enough pictures of your feet.