Lazy sunday

Another wonderful thing about champagne is the relatively light hangovers the next day. Sunday morning, we had been debating going out to a Bretton brunch buffet nearby, starting at 10, but when our alarm went off, we decided it was nicer to simply enjoy the last day to sleep in this weekend.

Instead, we rolled out of bed late, checked out out of the room, and grabbed a bite to eat at Cafe Indiana, a "South West Grill" across from the Gare du l'Est. The reviews online were all European, which praised the place both for its quick service and good happy hour. It seemed a solid bet. We both ordered the "Indian Breakfast" which turned out to be several fried eggs, bacon, sausage, bread with jam, and fresh OJ. It was like Denny's except everything was actually really good. It hit the spot. And the service was quick. 

After breakfast, we walked along the canal saint-Martin again, strolling through a small park, and popping into a few small boutiques before heading back to the hotel to pick up our bags. We had a bit of time to kill at the station so we grabbed the worst coffees I've ever had, along with two last-weeks chocolate croissant.

Soon we were flying across the countryside to Germany, and we pulled into the ugly Hauptbahnhof in Stuttgart around five. We grabbed a quick snack at the station and then sat outside in the Schlossgarten enjoying the sun and trying to figure out where the hell our money went this weekend. 

It was Saori's week to clean her apartment, so we headed back that way and I played DJ while she cleaned. Actually, the owner who also lived there, S, had done a lot of the cleaning for her, which was nice. Her other roommate, F, had some leftover turkey that needed to be eaten tonight, so we ate that with leftover couscous. Then I headed back to my place up on the hill and tried to figure out if I was responsible for cleaning this week or next week. 

Now, it's lunchtime at the office, so I'm taking advantage of the break to get some blogging done. Actually, we only have one hour for lunch officially (sometimes we take 1.5) but we officially get off an hour earlier than Saori's company, which takes 2 hour lunches and works an hour later. 

I might be presenting our work on this competition to Prof. W this afternoon, so I'm pinning stuff up and directing the two interns with me on final presentation materials.