New beginnings

As expected, I moved to the new room in the student complex. I 'm living now on the 12th floor and have a great view of the “financial district” of Amsterdam. All the major banks, companies and the WTC are located in the Southern part of Amsterdam. So every 1 minute there is one landing.

I met two my "house mates". One is 40 something Aussie, living with his wife in one of the rooms. "Who the Fuck are you?", was the first thing he said to me. I got irritated and replied "who the fuck wants to know" and who the "fuck are you"? He laughed and introduced himself properly afterwads. He told me about the others living there. One is apparently an alcoholic, who has been walking around with the same smelly cloths in years. He is now forced to rehabilitate and comes at the weekend back to his room home. He warned me to ignore him to avoid problems. The second house mate seems to be nice. We had a chat and went back to my room.