It’s like deja-vu when I’m at model casting/jobs in Toronto for the girls, I spend the day sitting in a Starbucks. But finding one at the train station here feels like a warm blanket and you’re back at home.
Grabbed a green-tea-frappichino and connected to WIFI to post this blog.
The one main difference (IMO) between Canada and here is that in Canada, it’s like a library. The music is sometimes too loud I’d have to step out for calls. But here I can barely hear any music (it is there) and much noiser.
Waiting for Kaatje to be done, they estimated 2hrs.
