American actors playing Germans talking English to each other with a German accent in case we forgot the Nazis were German confuse me. Even more when suddenly German phrases are shouted (why were they speaking English to each other earlier?) or English speakers listening in on the conversation understand what is going on (so they are speaking English to each other? Why? Wouldn't that get them into trouble in Nazi Germany? Or do common American Soldiers speak German?
And why does the German who fled from the Nazis speak with a British accent?

Who thought that taking a shower can become an adventure? Today the bathroom decided to lock me in. I turned the door knob, rattled at the door, but it would not open. First I thought that the steam from the shower might have caused the door to be jammed, so I threw myself against it. Then I noticed that turning the handle did not have any effect on the lock. Of course the bathroom window has bars on it...
I tried to take apart the handle, but as my only tool available was a pair of nail scissors I did not get very far. I threw myself against the door again a few more times. Doors are more sturdy in real life than in the movies and now my shoulder hurts. For a time I gave up, the bathroom needed cleaning anyway, so I employed myself for a bit.
Some more time spent trying to take apart the doorknob ratteling and using my little body weight against the door. I desperately shouted for my flatmate, but she was out. Was I going to be stuck in here for the next 2 hours? I turned the doorknob again and the door opened as if is were the most normal thing in the world.
This was also the last time this door knob worked; I already had to rescue my flatmate once out of the bathroom once. At the moment the only choice one has is to keep the door open or be locked in. We should invest in a screwdriver I guess.

My website should be online 24hours, however, several things might happen:

the internet being a bitch (connectivity can be temperamental)

a fuse might blow

I'm moving the computer from my room to the living room

I'm testing something

in any of these cases, don't cry, try again after 5 min

I bitched about Icelandic hotdogs before at the start of my trip. For the sake of symmetry, I will now compare the Chilean hot dog with the Icelandic one. Icelandic hot dogs are tiny, one is never enough to satisfy ones hunger. Here the hotdogs are huge and come with a lot of creative adornemnts. Unlike the ever same taste of bland ketchup, mustard, onions, sausage and cardboard bread, one could have one everyday and never be bored! I do not even need to be drunk to enjoy it...

Today is Michael Stipes birthday, consequently REM is playing everywhere, reminds me of my teenage years...