Last weekend we had my goodbye party. Several people came, some left a little early, but we partied about 13 hours with Karaoke and all ;). My butt still hurts from jumping from the first floor into the apparently too shallow pool :P.
I also managed to make some majoran oven potatoes. Well, you have to cook them first and since the idea with the pressure pot did not quite work out there is now the slogan with edding on the wall: “Felix’ farewell – potatoe on the ceiling”. I wonder how long it will still take them to find the last potatoes behind the fridge and in similar places ;). So at least I went with a big bang :P.
The party was really nice and I will still try to get the pictures from the designated photographer.
I bought a new camera today, since the last one disappeared in our apartment (the one before that was stolen during the carnaval in Salvador) :(. IC without a camera just doesn’t do ;).
So this party makes it even a little harder to leave. Other things make it a little easier – like Iris!
Iris met us one day at the mall, when we just wanted to rest a little on the couches in the Mall (they have them in several places here, actually pretty neat!). We just sat down and suddenly some…thing talked to us.
About 50 years, dangling ear rings, hair styled back but already bold on top … and an ice cone in his / her hand. Right, it was actually a he!
He talked to my colleague – fortunately I did not really hear what he said! He introduced himself as Iris. Bride without a husband. Then corrected himself, saying that he actually has one … with blue eyes and blond hair – looking over to me. That was the moment for me to leave after he had already offered us to suck on his ice cone …
Some thing make it really easier to leave, but it still stays hard …