Wine tasting and beach part II

Once again I am trying to update this thing, and once again it is late, and today I feel particularly exhausted and not quite well, so don't expect anything too great (although the bar hasn't been set too very high thus far. Always too tired to think).

Our civilization prof took us wine-tasting yesterday. Eh...it was wine. Some people associate wine with sophistication and class, for me... well let's just say the smell brings back not-too-fond memories. And I don't particularly like the taste either. We sat for two hours listening to wine, while I serenely nodded off and spaced out most of the time. Then we did the "look at the wine, does it sparkle, what color is it, does it stick to the glass, what do you smell the notes of lavender and lemon?" Then we tasted it and were supposed to spit it out. They all sort of tasted the same to me.

Now if we did some sort of similar coffee tour...that would be more my style. (Mrrr...yes, I can nearly taste the mountain air of this arabica blend, mrrr *insert snobby fake English accent*)

BUT! Good things came out of this. My room became slightly more classy. I can now hold my pens in this...

Instead of the old (washed) yogurt cup I had been using for a week.
I Skyped Ewelina and she decided my current lifestyle is slightly ghetto. At first I protested. Then I reflected: I ran out of toilet paper and was using napkins from the cafeteria, I am using old yogurt cups for writing utensils and extra money, I stole (nay: borrowed) silverware from the cafeteria, meals generally consist of me eating something out of a can mixed with something else out of a can on some bread...  I don't know man, classy it is not.

 And today: la plage. Again, I wasn't feeling too great. Tired, probably dehydrated, I probably should have stayed behind and just taken a nap, gone on a run, looked at my classes, etc. But I went, and it was okay.

Never an un-educational moment. Here we see a backbend....

"Hey Brandon, so what's some good beach yoga?"