Happy birthday, got lost (scary!) and weiiii what a meal. Meals.

Happy birthday Jesper!

So, I had my 24th birthday last Saturday. Last Friday, I jumped on the Metro, went to the Union Station, transferred to the Subway towards Wilshire and Western, got off and jumped on the bus which was supposed to take me to where Diana was picking me up. We were going to some friends for a Crawfish party (swe: kraftskiva). The bus ride was supposed to take 10 minutes, so after 25 minutes of staring out the window looking for Wilshire/La Brea I walked up to the bus driver and asked if we’d passed that intersection… “Oh, you’re going the wrong way buddy…” he said… “F#@k” I thought to myself, and got off the bus…” I wonder where I am” I mumbled… I started asking around for directions so that Diana could come and pick me up, ’cause we felt that would be the quickest way for us to get to the party… Guess what! Not a single person spoke English… I was in a hispanic neighbourhood, and a bad neighbourhood it was too… Long story short, I walked around for about 2.5-3 hrs, scared like hell, trying to get directions, people giving me wrong directions EVERY time, trying to find a place to refill my cell phone which was running a low balance… Buuuut eventually, we made it. And crawfish I ate.

Saturday, we had lunch at IHOP! I got a Nintendo 8-bit system(!) from Diana, so we spent a lot of time with take out food and beer with that. Sunday, we went to The Old Spaghetti Factory with Mike, April and little Natalie, where they bought us a very nice dinner. And I got a birthday song from the waitors! And an Oreo Shake with a candle in it! We think the waitor was a bit retarded though, after he came up to our table asking if there was a special occation at our table (thus ruining the surprise) and then walked away… 15 minutes later, they came and sang to me. Haha, poor Richard.

Now, I have to do some cleaning…