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yuuago"Answer honestly - does the amount of 'not-talking' I do seem weird to you?"
"No. Why? You talk about as much as I do."
Ah, comfortable silence.
I won't lie - I did feel a bit unsure for a while there. At home, I get lectured and put down a lot for being too quiet. It's a really nice change to be around someone who doesn't seem to think that silence is evil, and who feels it's perfectly normal to only talk when someone actually has something to say. <3
Anyway.
Sea dropped me off in downtown this morning, and I spent most of the day there. Did a lot of walking and taking pictures. But first I got lost a couple of times. It turns out I'm not quite as good at reading maps as I thought, and ended up going in exactly the opposite direction of where I wanted to go. But I did figure things out in the end.
So, lots of wandering around downtown, and lots of wandering around in Old Town. I thought about going farther than I actually did, but decided not to, because after a while I got a bit sore from all that walking (not my feet, but my back. Strange. I don't understand! But, well, it's fine.) Took quite a few photos, though most of them didn't turn out all that well, I think. A photographer, I am certainly not. Though we'll see when I get back home just how they turned out. Since I'm on my netbook it's hard to tell anything (and editing is impossible. I only have Gimp on here and... how does one Gimp. I don't know.)
Several times people came up to me and asked if I knew where such-and-such was. I don't know why... I guess I just walk very purposefully and look like I know where I'm going, maybe (even though I usually don't have any particular destination in mind, hah). Still, it was strange.
Though of course there was still a bit of nervousness with going places and things - but I get these nervous feelings when I'm at home, too, so it's nothing new. I managed to successfully get lunch, and I consider this an accomplishment (considering that can be quite an episode even at home). I won't have any trouble going back to that cafe again, and this makes me quite happy. ^q^
OH. AND. I ran into another Canadian! This was when I was at that cafe. When I heard his accent I thought "hmmm he sounds Canadian" though one can never be sure - it's hard to tell sometimes - so I just figured he'd be American simply because it would be more likely. But we spoke together briefly and it turns out my first impression was correct. :V It felt kind of odd but made me happy all the same <3
... I don't know what else to say. So here, have one of the random photos I tried to clean up with Gimp (argh, GIMP.)
The obnoxiously large Danish flag just happened to sneak in, I swear.
"No. Why? You talk about as much as I do."
Ah, comfortable silence.
I won't lie - I did feel a bit unsure for a while there. At home, I get lectured and put down a lot for being too quiet. It's a really nice change to be around someone who doesn't seem to think that silence is evil, and who feels it's perfectly normal to only talk when someone actually has something to say. <3
Anyway.
Sea dropped me off in downtown this morning, and I spent most of the day there. Did a lot of walking and taking pictures. But first I got lost a couple of times. It turns out I'm not quite as good at reading maps as I thought, and ended up going in exactly the opposite direction of where I wanted to go. But I did figure things out in the end.
So, lots of wandering around downtown, and lots of wandering around in Old Town. I thought about going farther than I actually did, but decided not to, because after a while I got a bit sore from all that walking (not my feet, but my back. Strange. I don't understand! But, well, it's fine.) Took quite a few photos, though most of them didn't turn out all that well, I think. A photographer, I am certainly not. Though we'll see when I get back home just how they turned out. Since I'm on my netbook it's hard to tell anything (and editing is impossible. I only have Gimp on here and... how does one Gimp. I don't know.)
Several times people came up to me and asked if I knew where such-and-such was. I don't know why... I guess I just walk very purposefully and look like I know where I'm going, maybe (even though I usually don't have any particular destination in mind, hah). Still, it was strange.
Though of course there was still a bit of nervousness with going places and things - but I get these nervous feelings when I'm at home, too, so it's nothing new. I managed to successfully get lunch, and I consider this an accomplishment (considering that can be quite an episode even at home). I won't have any trouble going back to that cafe again, and this makes me quite happy. ^q^
OH. AND. I ran into another Canadian! This was when I was at that cafe. When I heard his accent I thought "hmmm he sounds Canadian" though one can never be sure - it's hard to tell sometimes - so I just figured he'd be American simply because it would be more likely. But we spoke together briefly and it turns out my first impression was correct. :V It felt kind of odd but made me happy all the same <3
... I don't know what else to say. So here, have one of the random photos I tried to clean up with Gimp (argh, GIMP.)
The obnoxiously large Danish flag just happened to sneak in, I swear.
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Date: 2011-09-22 10:59 pm (UTC)