Tie up high your hairband. Color your lips bright (so that the all the other dressed-in-grey Austrian senioritas on the steet would also be touched by your "crazyness"). Hop on your bike and drive to the other end of the city to get the fresh and unpreserved and a thousand times tastier fruits, (in the back of my mind I also hope for supporting the small agricultural producers, not so sure about that anymore though). And fill your bike basket with EVERYTHING. Na bitte, das wird genannt perfekter Samstag :)
Massive brunch preparations for tomorrow are on the way.... Can't Wait! Liisa kommt zurück nach Wien :)
