I found a place, a place found me! Later today I will move into my first own room since I got to Bucharest nearly two months ago. The first few days I was living in an empty house a bit outside, then I was staying in a small exhibition space at night when there were no visitors, during this time I also spent some days in Monika’s Erasmus student flat, the last week with the lovely French couple Maylis and Raymond, and now I’m moving in with Sasha, an American girl living in Romania for an undetermined time. All is good and I have a lot of time to read and to work a little, and to cruise around the city’s nightlife with Avant Garde clubs in old villas, pubs, private parties, dinners, cheap cinemas and theatres. It was a bright day today, the cold wind and the sun had a nice play with each other. I got an old German book with Japanese poetry in a small, dark bookshop. There are friendly dogs everywhere. When you are walking by they peer at you with mistrust and have a cautious eye on your every movement. They watch entrances of appartment towers, accompany soldiers and security guards on duty and even around the heavily guarded American embassy they are tolerated and rest curled up on foilage piles.