Posts tagged ‘McDonald’s’

December 26, 2012

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by ada

Drinking coffee and exchanging Christmas presents.

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October 21, 2012

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by ada

Well, all I did today was visiting McDonald’s for a coffee, but at least I did it with style.

June 5, 2012

Salzburg – the City of Guild Signs

by ada

Well, Salzburg is the place where even McDonald’s has style.

April 17, 2012

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by ada

A one-day trip to Wien to get my diploma nostrificated. I didn’t succeed, needless to say. (Long complaint about translating bureaus don’t keeping deadlines, ministries changing their requirements weekly without updating their homepage, agencies giving false information and bureaucracy generally. Tons of f-words.) If my misfortune plans to continue in the way it did during the last few months, I will end up believing that bad karma actually does exist.

I really tried my best to enjoy the day despite of the ice-cold rain and the fact that, after my visit in the ministry, I was in the mood for blood flowing down the streets; but after a few hours spent with accomplishing obligatory tourist stuff* in wet socks and without an umbrella, the only thing that had the power to cheer me up, was a hot, 1-euro coffee in McDonald’s. Even if I had to share my table with seven twelve-years-old Austrian boys.**

* like photographing horses, staring at Stephansdom and wandering in the rain without any purpose

** my strong opinion is that men win a lot with ageing

March 4, 2012

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by ada

Móricka is like the Devil: he never sleeps. The only way to make him tired enough is taking long, exhausting walks. And because we were all nervous after a day of nonstop crying, we headed to the McDonald’s to have an ice. Unfortunately I wore only my pajamas with a jeans and the coat on it, but lately I don’t really care. So, after months of depression, I finally managed to pass that fine line between being depressed but still normal and being totally insane. I visit public places wearing pajamas.

February 27, 2012

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by ada

Móricka’s first eating out. It would have surely been more stylish to make a good beginning for him and visit some famous and quality Hungarian patisserie like Gerbeaud or Daubner but, well, life sucks nowadays and we have no money. So we just went to the McDonald’s nearby and used some bonus coupons for free coffees and cheap cookies. Móricka slept through the whole trip, anyway.

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