[nov 2015] For half a decade I worked in an Italian restaurant (#ladolcevita) as a bartender. I had a great time, met great people and loved the nervous rush of a packed restaurant. Often worked long hours, too. That was equaled by sleeping in. I woke up at nine maybe, turned around and finally got up at ten, sometimes.
But what a change is my new career! I have turned into an early bird. Especially at weekends (!) I sneak out the house around five AM, heading for another flea market. It is coffee that keeps me going. But when I can get hold of that one extraordinary piece it is the best kick ever. No warm bed or perfectly shaken cocktail can beat that!
