Trip Start Jul 16, 2008
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Went for a jog (of course) in the morning and I just happened to come across this park. Absolutely superb. I suppose this is something that the bombing during the war couldn't destroy (irreparably). I suppose it's also something they weren't aiming at... but I'm not too sure that makes much difference... especially as it was the Americans that were bombing the place at some stage during the war. We might be the gateway to the untouched southwest in Hobart, but we must have the world's worst city park. If it hadn't been a cemetry at some stage perhaps we wouldn't even have that. We'd be stuck just with Franklin Square.
Today was the written part of the Esperanto exam. It went for a whopping 3 1/2 hours... and I was expecting just one hour. The aural comprehension part of it was just about impossible. I thought for a moment that I was going to have to leave my whole paper blank for that section. But as usual with these things the important thing is to write something no matter how bad you think it might be. Basically that part of the test was not really a language test but an iq test and a test of concentration and memory... and perhaps also of how fast you can write as it was possible to take notes during the reading.
At one stage someone came in and distracted the examiner while she was supposed to be giving me the next part of the exam... after waiting long enough I started snoring... that got her attention... and that of a few of the others in the exam too.
There were a couple of concerts in the evening. Again I didn't feel that I should go to them... but I caught the end of one. Good, but the MC was horrendous. Even the second singer made fun of her. But I really hate to criticise as someone has to do it and they're not professionals. It's probably an indication of how few Esperantists there are as it takes a certain mass of numbers to get competence in all fields.
The Germans had already eaten as the parents of one of them had made a whirlwind trip to Rotterdam from Amsterdam where they were on holiday. They came with me to Bazar though, a rather trendy nightspot and eatery. Nice outside vibe and a huge inside area with an incredible number of watrons. The food is a mixture of different African cuisines and I chose some Afghan chicken stew. It was ok but a bit too middle of the road for my liking. If I were cooking it I'm sure they'd be some ingredient that I'd have to add ten times of much of. It also had apricots in it... well, that's much better than an orchard full of prunes :)) (inside joke)
We ended up after that in a couple of bars that I'd been to on my first evening in Rotterdam. They were ok, but probably a bit too loud. I suppose it would be pretty rare for me to write anything else when it comes to bars outside of Asia.
The only thing that I find remarkable is that with so many hotels in Rotterdam, I ended up in one just a stone's throw from this really great café district. Whew... does anyone know how hard it is to add the US international keyboard (to get the accent over the e - é) when you're in a net café in Hungary and all the dialogue boxes are in Hungarian!
Where I stayed