Mad, formula one wannabe, chain smoking taxi drivers moaning about the traffic and the abnormally warm winter. Beautiful buildings popping up around every street corner. The pace and bustle of a big city. More coffee than you can shake a stick at, and I don't even like coffee. A language that I can't understand, but one that I'd really like to.
One day in and I really like this place. And the evening hasn't even started yet.
Amen.
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