August 26, 2004

Johnny-boy is coming home

Job done.

Today the temperature reached scorching (by my standards), and by 10am, the training room was already unbearably hot. We soldiered on through the toughest material so far (Forms), and the guys picked it up admirably despite the unfavourable conditions.

We broke early for lunch, before ploughing through the last set of exercises to finish in time for afternoon tea.

A word on lunches. All this week we've frequented two fast food vendors, which are about the equivalent of kebab shops in the UK. What they serve is pretty similar to chicken kebabs when the chicken is on the rotisserie, like with doner meat. One of them was right beside one of the two football clubs in Bucharest.

Last night I put on my fancy pants and went to the best restaurant in town, a place called Balthazar, which was recommended to me on Sunday. The place was incredibly pretentious daaaaaarling, but the food was nothing short of amazing. I had duck, then fillet of beef with vegetables and an onion chutney. Best of all, they sold wine by the glass, so I was able to try out a marvellous Pinot Noir.

Dessert was a filo parcel of tropical fruits with vanilla bourbon ice cream - the chef advised me it would take thirty minutes to prepare, so I resigned myself to continuing to drink glasses of wine. I guess I was fooling myself when I pretended it wasn't worth getting a bottle to begin with. I just about managed to stop myself after four glasses. And yes, the dessert was exquisite.

For comparison with the previous night, this little excursion set me back £18 (not including tip).

So that's it, time is up. Tonight I'm going for a few farewell beers, and then at an unreasonable time in the morning I shall hop into a cab and start my journey back to jolly old Blighty.

I'm going to miss this place.

Posted by savs at August 26, 2004 3:33 PM