The check in arrangements all went smoothly. Jean Pierre, the owner met me as arranged here. The apartment is small but nice. His stuff is in the cupboards, except for space that has been made for visitors and some nice minimal decorations, far more to my taste than those in the previous place. It is in an apartment building built in 1906. . An intesting small triangular lift has been put into the middle of what would have been a largish spiral staircase in the middle of the apartments. There is still a staircase, not just as wide. The lift would hold 3 of me and nothing much more. It reminds me of a lift in a place I was in once in italy. It had been fitted into the inside of a wall. It held 3 people, but standing shoulder to shoulder and , from memory, not heaps bigger than me.
I walked around a couple of block and then had some dinner . I had a win. I ordered a chicken dish. He asked what I wanted with it, potatoes this, potatoes that, rice , fries? I hesitated, desperately trying to remember the word on menus for vegetables ( it does not include potatoes) legumes!. Ah legumes, he grinned and walked away. I thought ' I hope it was right, I donot want chickpeas and beans and lentils'. I was right.
Tomorrow is forecast to be 9 degrees at 8am. Thank you Uniqlo for my leggings.
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