He Forgot Our Appointment
I visited Amsterdam around 3:30 pm. The weather was drizzly. I arrived at Arti et Amicitiae earlier than our appointment time, so I watched an exhibition. It was okay. Just after 4 pm, Henri appeared with his girlfriend. He seemed in a hurry to go somewhere. After talking for about 15 or 20 minutes, the truth came out — he had forgotten our appointment. In a nutshell, it was just a coincidence that we met! We laughed. I went to the bar Het Lagerhuys. It was a good time as usual. After that, I stopped by a cafe. When I came back home, my housemate was cooking, so I had to wait until she finished. However, I could not wait, so I ate a packed meal cold. I am not sure, but I think I fell asleep around 10 pm.
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- He Forgot Our Meeting I visited Amsterdam around 3:30 pm. It was drizzle weather. I arrived Arti et Amicitiae earlier than the time of appoinement so I watched an exhibition. It was okay. Just after 4 pm, Henri appeared with his girl friend. He seemed hurry to go somewhere. After talkind for 15 or 20 minutes the truth come out that he forgot our appointment. In nuts a shell, it was conincidence to meet! We laughed. I went to the bar Het Lagerhuys. It was good time as usual. After that, I stopped by a cafe. When I came back home, a housemate was cooking so I had to wait to finish her cooking. However, I could not wait it so I ate a packed meal cold. I am not sure but I fell asleep around 10 pm, maybe.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
