7Stories high mushrooms

It's another day. Another peppermint-flavoured tea. Yesterday, we were at this USAID sponsored workshop - something that has to do with local governance. We were the moderators/notetakers during this 1day workshop. Anyways, what i managed to get out of that workshop while quickly moving my fingertips - as albanian municipality leaders were sprint-speaking - is that there's a lot of talk in the air, and that talk will probably just have evaporated by now in the beautifully arranged rooms of the Gorenje Complex, Prishtina; thoughts that our beloved municipality leaders just forgot to pick up, like they picked up their check for participating in the workshop. Well, sure. This is no surprise at all. The atmosphere was good, and knowing that you were 7floors above ground, made you feel higher. Or so it seemed. The lunch part of this was one observation that should have been watched more closely: everyone was ordering everything that they never would have ordered - if they were paying from their own wallet. Again, this is a basic human instinct and it's "nothing" wrong with that. I ordered a cream-mushroom soup (tried it earlier), and Pasta De La Casa (had not tried it earlier). The cream-mushroom soup was ... well ... just cream. It blocked my throat, and i had to leave it aside. Then the pasta came: the main course. Just thinking about that makes my tummy woozy. I had not eaten for 12 hours, and then I had to eat fast (something i'm not used to), and something that was not destined to be eaten fast! With that done, the fruit salad came. That was the only part that was probably enjoyable to eat. A spoon-full of icream from another plate, and a cake from another plate, and i just about had it. Man, i haven't eaten this much since ... well, i cannot remember, but it's been a long while.

All i know is that i was not feeling that well after a couple of hours. i had to drink mineral-water to neutralize the mushrooms (badly cooked) still in my intestines. yuuk! Mineral-water and Coca-Cola seemed to do the trick, and i was relieved. Talk about a day of boring/mind-numbing presentations, fingertip exercises, mushrooms gone wild and me walking straight into the womens' rest-room. Huh.