First I had a hotdog, and F had a small veggie one at the bicycle part flee market. I had too much mustard on mine. Then I met H! He is going to work in Norway for a few months now. Bye H!


Me J and J sold a few things on a fleemarket… the sales went ok, but ofcourse we got an irritating parking ticket… In the end, after two pizzas and a kebab roll, we ended up roughly +-0. Or at least I did. Here’s J on his way to the pizzeria.