She said her children was quite picky when it came to food. Children's strict likes and dislikes are apparantly connected to their identity. "Later we realize that we're no one, and can't stop eating."
Showing posts with label Vancouver. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vancouver. Show all posts
Sunday, 27 July 2014
Sunday, 21 July 2013
At the bookstore
"I saw this beautiful woman at the bookstore, and — afraid of being looked upon as too old — I looked at her with disgust."
Thursday, 18 July 2013
Vancouver in the dark
I still wonder why the Chinese were so afraid of me taking pictures. They ducked their heads as if they were dodging bullets. Or they picked up a phone, letting me discreetly know that steps were taken.
I kept riding. I had borrowed a bike from some friends and in the dark I could stop wearing that damn helmet.
Monday, 18 June 2012
Stress in the city
In Vancouver we bought an expensive herbal tea. It tasted like rotten grass but was supposed to have a calming effect. After five cups of this I realized it had no effects whatsoever. Thinking about the price I even got a bit upset.
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