My One Weakness

So I'm hanging out in Freiburg. The Markthalle is open again. It's like a food court. It had closed for remodeling sometime in the summer, I think, and it was still closed when I left. It gets dark at 4pm and everything closes at 8pm, so I spend quite some time watching Friends on the internet.

Today, Nidhal took me to buy my Christmas present. He said, he wanted to get me a pair of black shoes but he wanted to be sure that they fit before he bought them (which was good because he thought my size was 39 when it is really 40). We had looked around yesterday and the day before already, and we found some quite nice ones today. He bought them for me and he also gave me some samples of perfume. Each sample is in a little glass tube, enough for several uses of each. And the shoes are really nice. They're not dressy really, but they're not tennis shoes.

Ah, I love shoes. They are my clothing weakness. You can never have too many pairs of shoes. Shirts, pants, socks, hats, underwear, coats, and whatever else are all well and good, but shoes are where it's at. Brown shoes, black shoes, white shoes, blue shoes, running shoes, dressy shoes, boots, sandals of all kinds. Ah, shoes shoes shoes. Nidhal picked a good gift. He actually likes shoes too, but I think his clothing weakness is dress clothes like ties and suits and such.

And so now I'm sitting here getting my daily ration of second-hand shisha smoke while I wait for an episode of Friends to load.