Brussels is for hypsters.

Song (because I've realized I like these kind of girls):

A paradox is born (not sure if this is a paradox but i like the word paradox):
As you know Sepanta (<- his blog) and I are travelling. We will most likely have the same pictures and the same stories BUT my pictures will be better and well the stories will be the same but Sepanta will just write a few sentences and not make much sense (like i make sense). So if you are going to read my blog or Sepanta's... make it mine.


A blog war is going on and why I feel so hipster:
As mentioned before, both Roshan and Sepanta are writing a blog on Europe, but as the Professor has stated none of them are writing. Also after a more than a week I have more followers than them. I have a few goals I am setting. I want more combined followers than them so if you read my blog become my follower AND DONT FOLLOW THEM. I would like to also point out that they have boycotted my blog by not following mine... while I am following theirs. They are heartless and if you want justice join my blog. This is a long shot but I want more views than Sepanta. I don't know why I am doing this. Maybe its an ego thing? Maybe its cause I just want to win? Most likely its cause I know if i make them compete they might actually write.... but probs not. Nah kidding I just want to win and win big.

edit: sepanta is sitting next to me blogging (<-god i love that word now) and hes complaining about how people think hes just a blog now... a dead blog. SOON HE WILL BREAK

Finally I've started to think about my blog and have discussions with Seppy about my blog. If I only write about meaningful things and change. I would truly be a hipster. ONTO BRUSSELS!!!!!!!!!!!!

Brussels:
A common saying between us was "man after amsterdam, any where is better." I am not sure if it because of what had happend to us, or if Brussels is really that good, but it was so true. Rebecca was currently in Brussels and she had told me to go get some Belgium waffles from the main city center for one euro. Sepanta and i would have been happy with just that, but we didn't realize what we would have found. I would like to be the first person to distinguish Brussels with having the highest hipster per capita in all of Europe.

Its so hipster that they threw bread in the park, for apparently no good reason.

So ironic. (really i have no idea what they were doing? was it for the birds?)

We go to stay with Sepanta's cousin(?) named Nazanin
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aside:

If you know me, you know that I like girls with names that have an N in them. Prefer name starts with N and even better start with "na" and I've always said the best name is Nazanin aka triple N

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After hearing her name I knew I was going to love her. We arrive at her apartment. I don't know what to expect. What I got was the most amazing person ever. Her apartment looked like a hipsters paradise.

The picture doesn't do the place justice (although coming from amsterdam and how dark and small it was we felt like we had arrived in the the best place ever.) She makes us green tea she got from China and is telling us how she is going to go to Senegal with her half Senegalian + half French boyfriend (they live in that apartment) named Moulay (there will be a whole section on him. Don't worry.) She designs costumes for operas and other things and Moulay is a graphic designer + artist and other things.

^Moulay made stamps that said Nazanin.So cute and artistic.

They just seemed so care free and all about being moving around (they just randomly move places). I felt like my robot heart was trying to break free but then I realized that I am made to be a suit and not experience the little things in life.

And we head out. BTW it was so much warmer than Amsterdam. Like you could actually walk outside and I didn't have to double layer my pants and wear everything in my backpack

If you were wondering what Nazanin looked like.
Warning: The rest of the pictures will be hipsteresque so if you hate hipster pictures please stop reading
We went on the journey to eat some Belgium waffles at the christmas square (apparently its a big thing where they have a market before xmas where they sell x mas stuff and gluewein(hot wine)).

Song break:

Back to Brussels:
Brussels has this old charm to it. Its a semi French city so its classy and clean which I liked. The main square was nice with a christmas tree (I like taking pictures of x mas trees)

And apparently Seppy's back. Here is where we found our Belgium waffles (they were two euros. GOD DARN (<-censored for campers and taher) REBECCA LIED TO ME. I no longer love her). We decided to eat it the only logical way

We get to the christmas market. They had the coolest carousel I have ever seen.It had a rocket. Cars grasshopers

AND A UNICORN!!!!!!!!!! Apparently it was made by a street performance group and they donated them to the city.
You can also buy Jesus at this market?

Soon we met mister Moulay. The hipsters of all hipsters. We will get to it later (hes really not that hip but meh). We walk around explain the hipster mentality to Nazanin and Moulay. Apparently in Brussels, they would call them hype/hypsters. New goal. Figure out what each country calls hipsters. Apparently Brussels is known for its beers (which if oyu know me, I don't really like beer. Also i misspelled you but i am too lazy to go back but if i write a little more i can just press up button but now i've passed it. damn good idea gone bad). We have beers

Go to a restaurant and on the menu they had "Agneau A L'Iranienne" (4th thing on menu)

And we get the best food I have had so far in Europe

Which lead to more bar hopping and then eventually a bar with tango. Tango is hard and met some people from Vancouver and they went to UBC. Met random people for the day. We will also add that we have to get contact info from them cause just meeting random people is kinda worthless?

NEXT DAY:
Wake up to amazing breakfast created by Seppy

I saw tarot cards on Nazanins desk and I had harassed her to read my future. Before we left she did the whole tarot card voodoo magic and they were honestly very "accurate" but at the same time it was so open to interpretation that anything could have been right.

• Stable but going into change
• new love
• hair growing
• no more being nomad
• hair joke
• good friends

^notes i took after I got finished having my future read

From what I remember I am going through a state of change from stable to action. I have good self image and self awareness. I am going to be settling down because my 10th card was the hanged man. Apparently his hair is towards the ground and is digging in as if hes settling. Also a lot of duality cause you know I am apparently a Gemini.

Seppy got his read too and you can read about it on his blog (maybe I don't think he'll write about it. A preview, hes going to get a girl pregnant in 2011.)

We get on the Metro (you dont have a place to scan tickets you just walk right through. yet another reason why Brussels was so great). We basically break the law. I think law breaking count is up to 4 now? Before boring we have our last Belgium waffles for 1.5 euro

It was a great way to end the trip. Brussels had its own charm which I really liked. Artistic. Young. Just all of that fun stuff. It (this is when I am really tired and will start rambling). It made me realize I like clean and classy places with light. I like the French culture more than the fratty netherlands culture (probs just amsterdam). Overall Brussels is cool for a day, especially if you know people but if you know where to go, it has its own cool little charm.

SONG BREAK:

The most hipster man ever, so much that Seppy and I were intimidated:
He goes by Moulay Guisse. Age unknown. Half Senegalian half French. His name comes from a movie about a Moroccan king. Mother watches movie. Likes name. MOULAY IS NAMED. Graphic designer by day and sometimes goes to work by 11, or just doesn't go to work and ironic hypster by night.

 Look at the random girl hating on him on the back... or checking him out. NO ONE KNOWS. He first of all has the french stache which I will not be rocking in paris. He wears Northface which is so corporate which makes it ironic (like the best hipster shirt i have ever seen that was so ironic. It was a reagan bush 84 shirt. I still dream of that shirt. i am pretty sure it is the most hipster shirt ever also because its vintage). Fine hes not that hipster but he was a great guy. Super artistic. Had a great mind. We were messing around about pets and I suggested that they make a artistic hamster cake with cool tunnels.... they were really into it. I hope they make it. God I love artists.


I like street art so I am going to post whatever street art I find:

Apparently the street artists know each other and there is a community.


In conclusion:
Nazanin and Moulay really made Brussels a great experience. They were amazing and I hope they visit me in DC. Also they love hamburgers so I am going to tell them where to get a good hamburger in every city (thats right I know ALL the good hamburger places). Brussels was a good place after the Amsterdam journey. It reminded me of Paris a lot but I didn't spend that much time to tell you anything of substance. OH the drivers were nice and would wait for people to cross. Always a nice sign and apparently the capital of the EU is there because Belgium is a random country.

This is a serious argument Sepanta and I have:
Whose fingers are skinnier?

More hate on Amsterdam:

 Nikta:  your amsterdam is funny to me

cause when i was in germany i had a friend that was from amsterdam

  and hatessss it and is moving.

EVEN MORE HATE
Beeta:  derek says its the most depressing place hes ever been to


Ramin:  i agree that amesterdam sucks..it's the perfect city for a layover when flying


<3 Jai Naz vaghan Khalie <3


In Aachen right now. Met some Germans. Will write about it later. Or you can check out seps blog. I think tomorrow I will see Sepanta naked. Blog taking too long to write.. even without any editing. Which reminds me Nadia you need to edit so Pedram doesnt hate.. I mean he will hate but I am trying to give him little reason to hate. You know?

What happens when you cross a smaller Las Vegas with a snow storm?

If you haven't guessed it, answer is Amsterdam.


Song:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ArdBI_F1LKo


How will I write this blog:
Before coming to Amsterdam I had this idea where my post would be just be titled "Amsterdam" and the body would be blank or a funny picture of a giant smiley face and would leave everyone (the 4 people that read my posts (BLOGGER TELLS MEEE)) confused and me in turn looking super coollllll. BUT that would not do you guys service (this is more for me and for my "diary"). I'll be straight up. Amsterdam was not the best experience I have ever had. I should just lie and put up pretty pictures and not say everything, but I am a straight shooter. Here it comes.


WARNING DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU DON'T WANT ME TO BE HONEST AND MAYBE COMPLAIN A LITTLE. ALSO THIS POST WILL BE VERY SHORT AS I DON'T KNOW IF I WANT TO WRITE MUCH ABOUT IT ALSO PLEASE DON'T THINK THIS WILL BE A TREND NEXT POST IS ABOUT BRUSSELS WHICH WAS AMAZINGGGGGGG:


Arrival and Hostel:
Seppy and I arrive in Amsterdam and were in a really good mood. Walking to our hostel we were offered cocaine... we knew we had arrived.

• Naz arrived in the morning after having her flight messed up
• Khaleh Roya was supposed to join us (this is my aunts best friend. we thought it was funny for her to join us
• Her flight got changed to Frankfurt
• My friend was supposed to join us (didn't tell Sep or Naz), his trains got cancelled. Never showed up.
• We got ready and marched out.

• Heading to museum.
• Went to cafe to get ourselves warm.
• Then we ate. It was really bad.
• Seppy apparently really liked the food
• Seppy almost threw up. But nothing came out.
• If you throw up but nothing comes out, does that mean you threw up or gagged?
• Headed to museum.
• Figured out it was too cold and too far to walk. Headed back home.
• Should have figured this out when we saw ducks not swimming in the canals but rather walking on top of the ice

• We were superrrrrrrrrrrrr sad. Slept rest of the night.
• Woke up confused why we were sad.
• I read the news. Paris Airport closed and Amsterdam flights are delays. I FREAK OUT about my sister getting home. LIKE FREAKING OUT. I HATED AMSTERDAM.
• Sepanta didn't think he could make it in film industry anymore
• Afraid to go out.
• Go out.
• Take the 5 train down (its free if you get in on the back)
• Go to museum.

• Cant take pictures inside the museum
• Took picture inside museum
• Stopped in 5 seconds
• Every art piece was sad
• Told myself will never go to a country where there is no happy art pieces
• Get a donar kabob
• Walked to largest out door market world market. 
• Found hipster gear there.
• Vintage clothing from Amsterdam, seems like best idea ever!!!!!!!!
• Imagine this. 101 Dalmations in Dutch on the coffee table. No one can top that.
• We made pact to come back to Amsterdam when it was warm in 1.5 years to redeem this trip
• edit: Naz made a good point. Everywhere will be good during the summer and Amsterdam isn't the best place
• Took the 5 train back to the hostel. If you are in Amsterdam, you can sneak onto the 5 if you get on the back. Takes you everywhere.
• Come back to hostel 

• Watch Community as we a makeshift bed where we all sleep next to each other
• Sister leaves at 6 AM
• She makes it to NYC <- so happy
• Seppy and I walk one last time through Red Light District (some girls in there were crazy hot.)
• Leave on the train to Brussels, with me thinking "God I fucking hate Amsterdam."

Second song:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kS-zK1S5Dws

A few kinds words about Amsterdam:

Not everything was bad about Amsterdam. Ill be honest. The people there were the nicest people ever. Maybe it was because it was after Paris, butttttttttttt they would stay with you and help you get to places. It was really nice of them. Some how everyone had a smile even though it was cold. I think we weren't ready for the cold? Everyone was tall there. Like super tall. All the guys were liek 6'5" and the girls were 6'0". They also really liked to bike which was cool. When I first got there, I saw a row of bikes covered in snow which was cool

Goals for the rest of the trip:

Something happend on this trip. This is when Seppy and I can just lay down and "die" and be sad about the rest of the trip, which we were. BUT we promised ourselves that this was not going to be how we are going forward. A few things came out of this. We will NEVER go anywhere colder than Amsterdam. The weather really makes a difference at least for me. Cause if the weather is nice, I would want to go out. God thinking of Amsterdam stresses me out. Also we didn't meet anyone. From now on, Seppy and I will try to meet someone each day. I will update you on who we meet.

My Sister:

I love my sister. We are both sad that she left us. I really wished her flight would have been cancelled cause then she would have came to Brussels and hung out with us.

^I changed this picture cause naz looked bad. This is when we were watching a movie. I've accomplished my goal of getting close to sister.

Word of advice:

If you are a pot head, please don't go to Amsterdam. Just buy weed from a drug dealer. You'll save money. If you like to go see cool places, don't go to Amsterdam (especially in winter) because the people that go there are all pot heads and super sketch people.

Anywhere will be better than Amsterdam. Always looking on the bright side:

I am in Brussels right now. Had a fun night. Will blog about it tonightish. God I was so sad.

I know I keep saying this, but this is the worst post. Sorry about it.

OSG... check. Still working on falling out of love and falling in love.

Song of the blog:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NoTl4pb0qzE&feature=fvst


I'll put this at beginning cause its funny:

Rosa:  well the moral of the story is your blog > seppies blog

(is he still there)

 me:  what about roshans?

 Rosa:  oh yeah

haha

she doesnt write

it's an issue

bring it haterzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Who knew Seppy couldn't act? I did and now everyone else will too
The day begins with me finding myself next to Seppy in bed. I took this as an omen that today will be a great day. We go to our hostel (first hostel I've ever been to). Then we make our way to Sepanta's place of business, Sciences Po

So I think that the Paris metro ticket machines only take change. I was only carrying cash and wanted coins and i thought I spotted a coin machine. Smart.

NOT SMART. Its a condom machine. I am standing there for 15 minutes (more like 2) trying to put 20 euros in a condom machine at 10 AM. I wonder what the people around us thought. We get on metro AND ARRIVE (other things happend in between but i think i am being too detailed?)

We went there, cause Seppy was going to perform a play for his final exam. To show our support we decided to go. In this scene Mr. Mohseni will be playing the part of Paris in a play that is about a play writing a play while the play is going on (confused? well everyone was. Great idea but it was hard to execute). Without further delay I give you, Mr. Mohseni

He was so good that he was even in TWO plays.

I am starting to realize that this whole post is about Sepanta. I should change the title, but I guess there are more hours in a day and only so little Sepanta can offer. After the plays we head on over to the Latin Quarter I saw the best price slash EVER

We then decided to the most hipster thing possible. Have greek food in the latin quarter... so ironic.

Really though, like every other place in the Latin Quarter is a greek gyro place. Its so ironic that I am still confused. The confusing got so intense that I got myself a Super Ass Gyro

Then I tried to get a little fancy and try "real" French foods. Of course you have to start out with escargot. Now if anyone knows me I don't try fancy foods, but when in Paris, do as the Parisians.

Sepanta was the first person to try it and WE TOOK A VIDEO!!!!!!!!!!!!

I still wasn't impressed, but crossed off the list.
Afterwards we ventured to a NYU party in Paris. This was the craziest ratioed party i have even seen in my life. It was 6 guys to 40+ girls. The apartment was super cool too. When you walk in the first thing you see up the stairs is....

SPIDERMAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Seppy was also the only person that had a wine bottle opener, so at one point in the night 5 people came up to him and asked if they could open their bottle of wine for them. You can also see by the picture just how weird the ratio was, and also how big of a pimp Sepanta is.

Then we walk back to the hostel (of course we get lost). The worst think about France is how early everything closes. Maybe it was the location but it seemed like every where was dead and we could not get a taxi. We walked for 30 minutes (mostly because we got lost). Being that Sepanta is such a good host he takes my bed and I sleep on the floor. Even when its not his apartment, he still thinks he owns the place. This was the beginning of the worst sleep I have ever had in my life.

Seppy is getting ready for sleep.


Second song:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sG8jO0FWfCk


THE LOUVREEEE!! with pictures and analysis:
The Louvre is HUGGEEEEE. I had no idea how big it really was. Obvs we went there to see the fobby lions. The most important part of the louvre obvs.

Which lead me to take the best picture I have ever taken

Also the most hipster thing you can do, is to go to Lourve and not take a picture of the Mona Lisa (btw its croweded and I don't get why every one likes it so much. It doesn't move me at all. I need art to move me.)

Analysis!!!!!!!! but not really. I will critique the art thats there


The egyptians made art representing their gods and mummified shit(cats that is in this picture

Medieval people glorified god, knights, kinds and monks.

And french people thinkers (post french revolution)

It was interesting to see thinkers being the "rock" stars of a time period. This speaks to French people even today because they are very ideas and thinking culture and not so much going crazy. They would rather drink wine and smoke than to dance.

Favorite art pieces:

 Pictures on left and right are both the only "love" pieces i saw at the Louvre. Everything else was misery and death. It was actually kinda depressed. Only love that was shown was between a mother and a child but no real love one. The Status in the middle is Voltaire. I like how hes a weak person (every status next to him was some guy overly jacked) but with his pen he was able to be powerful which speak to how the French saw their thinkers.

Seeing my favorite person:

^Miriam makes me smile. All the time. Were going to Barcelona together.

I AM IN AMSTERDAM(preluded by more things on the French):

On the ride there met a girl named Rebecca (not sure how to spell it) didnt get last name. Super cool. Can someone find her? Study abroad in France. Fams in Jersey. Goes to Princeton. graduates 2011. French major. 

We talked to Belgium (her boyfriends family is there). Ill bullet point it cause no ones reading this far and I am writing toooo much.

• Getting ahead is not in French culture. Apparently we take capitalistic friends fore granted.
• Smiling is silly in France so they don't do it.
• The hardest thing is to be funny in another language cause you don't know the meaning of each word. You can speak a language when you can make a joke.
• French have idea of educated while Americans look down on it. This stems from the working hard mentality that American's have.
• French education system sucks.

AND NOW AMSTERDAM

Its beautiful

my sisters flights been delays shes sending me pics of her getting free wine and crackers (so french)

Wonder who reads this/all of this. Probs everyone skims. If you read this please holler. It makes me feel good. I might stop writing so much though.

HOLLEERRRRRRRRRRR <3 and kinda miss home. I was glad I met someone for first time. Also in first hostel. Its irish and broish. Sepanta is writing his essay. He's still being a good host :)