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Officina del Mare

Monday the 15th was supposed to be the day we came for at first place: Marcos restaurant opening. To kill the time until the evening, we walked around in the city, watched the university and copied a picture from all of us in order to give it as a present to Marco. We also drove to big Marco's home for checking some stuff in the internet like check in, addresses for postcards or simply just emails. On the way back to Brescia we stopped in a big shopping center, because everybody wanted to bring some orginal Italian food as souvenirs for family back home.
Without doing that much, it was finally half past 8 and we drove to the restaurant out of the city. The place looks excellent and you see from the first moment on: you do not come for dinner here every evening. I had little bit doubts about the food, because I figured that night that I am definitely not a friend of pure fish. The buffet I tried to skip politely. But then came the pasta. With shrimps. It - was - so - delicious. After another pasta we also got a dessert. I guess this was the most expensive food I've ever eaten - and I did not even pay it. So, even if fish is not your favorite meal, go to Officina del mare and order the shrimps-pasta.
After the opening we drove back to the city and stopped at a cocktail bar to end the last night with all of us together. On the way back they played even Green Day - Basket Case in the radio. That was not from their usual CD they played a week long. Christian and I planned a trip to Lake Garda with Andrea and Mathias the next day when Thomas, Ward and Silvia would already be on their ways home.
And since Christian and I had not seen the castle of Brescia, yet, we also drove up the mountain in the middle of the city and made some pictures. But you should not go their alone, for the drug addicted people are hanging around there. So we did not stay that long. But anyway, the view was nice.

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