It has been 176 days since I arrived in Ann Arbor.
Let me write a story on Sunday.
My friend and I went to an Irish bar after eating dinner.
It was good place.
A bluegrass group played music there.
We could smoke there.
And Hoegaarden White, sweetie Belgium beer, was in the menu!
I heard somebody cried at the counter.
I looked at there.
They watched a TV screen.
It broadcasted an ice-hockey game,
Canada vs. USA in the olympic.
The team of USA had just gotten a point!
So audiences got exited.
We also enjoyed watching the game.
This blog is supported by ITP.
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返信削除It has been 176 days since I arrived in Ann Arbor.
Let me write a story about Sunday.
My friend and I went to an Irish bar after eating dinner.
It was good place.
A bluegrass group was playing music there.
We could smoke there.
And Hoegaarden White, a sweet Belgium beer, was on the menu!
I heard somebody cried at the bar.
I saw it.
They watched the TV screen.
It was showing an ice-hockey game,
Canada vs. USA in the Olympics.
The USA team had just gotten a point!
So the audience got excited.
We also enjoyed watching the game.
This blog is supported by ITP.