I know I said I would have some glorious update for you about Bubble Tea, but I am afraid I must disappoint you. I drank it all and didn't get any more today. I can tell you it is delicitastic (learn that word) and should be done everywhere. I will, however, save it's description for another day.
Today, unlike Bubble Tea, was boring and unspectacular. I did manage to acquire a fantastically soft and comfy blanket that will keep me warm and toasty for the duration of the summer (which, I've decided, is a myth in Europe) and a temporary backpack. The search for the latter was a little more difficult than I had anticipated, as most of the backpacks that a person who actually carries stuff would want cost between 80 and 100 euro. As a student, I am not rolling in anything, money or otherwise, and I decided I would not roll in needlessly expensive backpacks.
There was a moment when I was dangerously close to purchasing a pirate backpack that could carry my laptop if I stretched the fabric and ignored the fact that it was supposed to close. It was also only 12 euro and 95 cents. Who wouldn't want that? I think this is the part where my parents appreciate my friend Zuri acting as the voice of "reason" and convincing me to search elsewhere. Luckily, I stumbled upon an adequately sized bag for only 35 euro, and I bought it. What a deal! I think.
It's weird when you suddenly have to buy real, grown up things on your own. This isn't candy bars and popsicles anymore, kiddies. This is the real stuff. Blankets and junk.
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