Vegetarian lessons
I assume that I can not do so well with minorities.
Almost every day we are bombarded with warnings and good advice.
What then is our daily bread? How can one hundred years old
Will be scraped without the BMW. What should be between the
teeth
Without the hamster get neurotic disturbances?
People something like that can mess up your life.
So I read only the sport newspaper and i am completely safe from such a shit.
I walking completely relaxed without conscience and
huge appetite through
the life.
Just nothing more complicated than it is.
Vegetarian He's in all of us! The photo next to the text is my
modest lunch. Vegetarian as you can see! If you had not thought what?
It is so simple.
You
take the beetroots in your hands and feed the happy pigs.
When the happy pigs have eaten you will take a trip with them
to the butcher. Some movement after the meal is supposed to be healthy.
The result of this natural process lies on your plate.
Enjoy it with pleasure.
Spare rips are the methamorphosis of turnip.
The Year of the Rooster
This week I was really hardworking.
I have to learn a lot of new things. Lecturer talks.
Really exciting. She is nice but I understand
she do not. Mostly not. It happens between man and womens
time to time.
Or is it because
I do not have the language for a long time
look from the technical side?
Conjunction, plural, noun, plusquamperfect and all such a shit.
Man!I wanted to write a book first and maybe later
learn Chinese.
Conjunction a word that contains
two similar sentences or a
Main and limb sets. All clear my beauty!
On the next date, she should choose another topic.
Fortunately the week was fast.
Chinese New Year. The Year of Rooster. What ever. Good luck to you all.
Start at
best with a good meal and in the company of beautiful
charming Women.
Culinary from the ass of the world
Politics with the stomach? How?
For hours I rocked in the bus through the Llianos.
This is a high point in Venezuela. Few and glowing hot.
My real goal was the Rio Apure. Humbold was there.
Now I want to go there. A trip from the
Rio Apure to Orinoco.
Once again such a childhood of me. Self-talking exhaustively.
Late at night and hungry I reached San Fernando de Apure.
"On the ass of the world" my quick diagnosis. But there was accommodation
And catering in sufficient
numbers.
The host was a friendly man and handed me the menu
The indication that his establishment offers only kosher cuisine.
His restaurant is clean and open to street. Actually very
Typical of this area. I enjoyed an excellent lamb's
pot.
A cool beer and a finely ground coffee at the end.
People, I always wanted to try some Hebrew cuisine. Fantastic!
Now I still hang on the "ass of the world" for a while.
No boat to Orinocco.
I took the time to wait just all the
restaurants
Road down. Beautiful of the order.
Funny! The next owner tells me that he does not
Pork on the menu. "We are Muslims, you must
Know. "The beef steak tasted excellent and made no difference
To the other steakhouses from
Venezuela.
At all, there seems to be little difference here.
In the evening sit together and chat, flirt with the beauties and watch football
together.
Hard to believe.
At the "ass of the world" they are better off than in civilization.
Conclusion
The ass of the world is paradis as long as no asshole
there is explained to us the differences