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Titanic and thrift stores

Aug 16th 2022, Tuesday
Went to St. Martin for the 8:30am mass. 
The holy water font in church 34
The small chapel in St. Martin church
So I showed this picture to my fourteen year old niece, and she was like oh Titanic staute...
It's a statue of Mother Mary and Jesus in St. Martin church.
The cross with stained glass pieces
This is St. Martin church, like a beehive...
Then Nam took us to a café... lion spout on the way.
Ivy covered building on the way...
Here we are at Café Zinette
 it's actually a cute place 
but quite pricey. 
Pretty location though, we just had coffee and left.
Went home and made breakfast for my brother...
Made vegetable rice for lunch, dad made chicken. We ate, slept then went to the thrift store
To pick up second hand books... gosh, picked up lovely books here for a swiss franc or two. Luxurious children's books with enchanting pictures. 


Aug 17th 2022, Wednesday
Didn't go anywhere today. Stayed at home, mom and dad cooked lunch. I read Girls from Ames. Vinod came home for lunch. Ate, slept, woke up and the weather outside was crazy. Sheets of water pouring and the wind swaying the curtains of water, trees dancing and bending like crazy. Lasted a few minutes then it quieted down. A quiet rainy day with a good book... 

Aug 18th 2022, Thursday
This was brunch... muesli with fruits, yogurt and some jam. Dropped mom and dad for the 12:15pm English mass while Nam and me went to the little free library. Picked up a Nancy Drew book for old time's sake.
Then picked up mom and dad, went to another thrift store....
Quite pretty...
Second hand books... 
Went to Parfums for lunch.. dad had the shawarma
I, of course, had the nice chicken sandwich...
Saw another quote on the way... My words will not pass, Jesus Christ.
Stopped by another thrift store in Renfile, 
Where everything was neatly organised...
Picked up a nice hard bound book for 2chf titled, 1001 gems of poetry, which comes to about 160 Indian rupees which is a pretty good deal for a hard bound book. Then drove to Balexert, on the way got stuck at the airport. Took a wrong turn, there was a bus behind us, we couldn't turn back, the barricade in front didn't open either. The information guy was not helpful, he just said you've to go back. Somehow, Nam backed up at the side and after all the vehicles went through, we came out safely. Whew, that was crazy... and my sister handled it quite well. Went to Balexert, bought fruits and came back home.
Then went out with Vinod to a pizza place with pretty lights, Luigia..
The pizzas were nice... spent the rest of the night reading.

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