Sunday, August 21, 2005
When it becomes necessary to BUM....
July & August have been a "Living in limbo" duo for me.... changing departments at work, changing day patterns(explains the extra chin developing, thanks to 6 weeks of skyving the gym), adopting a nomad life (Im changing houses so that left me camping at a friends while i add myself on to the list of a million Amsterdam inhabitants/homeless incessantly struggling for space......and being ruthlessly torn apart by the so called housing agents who are out to SQUEEZE me dry.....yaikks!) Apartments are expensive and hard to find in this city and for some reason it seems as though the rest of the world decided to move here......its so CROWDED..... but the best thing so far has been living with my friends as i try to figure myself out......I have been so exhausted with the endless bombardments of workload, backpacking and being in a state of - going with the flow - Its barely been 10 days but i feel resurrected, thanks to Maria and company at the Lazy manor, they had just purchased a hammock by the time i moved in and its been days of watching movies, outdoing myself as the best Kenyan chef in town (i kid not) enjoying the sun when it stealthily slips in (The dutch have an early warning system for detecting the sun) and most importantly, i stopped and became a tourist this summer.......
So let me make you feel kiwaruu (jealous) .... The last 2 weeks i spent my time understanding the gay world by going to the gay pride parade that always leaves amsterdam breathless (Why dont straight men (Side A) try and polish themselves up like their Side B counterparts? Its like walking in a city full of movie stars......sad though that you wont get hit on......but i was wary of the female ones........their stares made me almost sh*t in my pants and want to flee (my mom intends to visit me one of these fine days but hapana......i think i will propose Rome so we can go to St. Pauls and while im at it do some confession......Amsterdam would be sodom and gomorrah in my mums eyes.....im sure of that.....she would have me deported back home if she saw the utterly impossible things you can see and do in this city.....
This past week also happens to be the SAIL festival, imagine 600 ancient sail ships (some are replica´s though) docked at one harbor in amsterdam, wild live music, fireworks and oh my God listening to Enya from the water.....its got to be the greatest thing to see........it happens once every five years and different countries from all over the world are partisan.....check out www.sail.nl/english .... I tells thee.....beautiful...
Yesterday we risked going to a classical music concert that happens every year on one of the famous canals in Amsterdam (Prinsengracht).....thanks to the human skyscrapers (the dutch people are too tall) i was struggling between crowds to catch a glimpse of the artists performing sounds of famous geniuses like Bach.....there were also some exotic sounds from Spain and Arabia...what made the night for me was of course hanging out with Nomads like me Brenda, Zoe, Goncalo, Maria and the only dutch amongst
us...Mark.....Despite the great music, i was getting so tired of trying to size my neck to that of a giraffee....i gave up and went behind the crowd....Alas....people had brought ladders, wheelburrows and there was some teenage guy who thought he was spider man hanging from a window.....thats how good it was....worth risking your life for....i stumbled upon a space where i sat down and could peer into an Amsterdammers living room (here they dont funga curtains) so atleast i could watch the concert on live TV yay ! - Oh well, got tired again and couldnt wait to head back to Lazy Manor so by midnight i was in bed.....to nurse all the remaining hangovers that had not dissappeared from the champagne party that my former department threw to kick me out to a new department.........I had sworn never to take more than 2 glasses of alcohol a week but it seems like a struggle argh! i think i will just go with the flow.......for the rest of you not taking time to just kick back and do nothing but being a tourist.....try it......its the best medicine for todays mans soul.........
So let me make you feel kiwaruu (jealous) .... The last 2 weeks i spent my time understanding the gay world by going to the gay pride parade that always leaves amsterdam breathless (Why dont straight men (Side A) try and polish themselves up like their Side B counterparts? Its like walking in a city full of movie stars......sad though that you wont get hit on......but i was wary of the female ones........their stares made me almost sh*t in my pants and want to flee (my mom intends to visit me one of these fine days but hapana......i think i will propose Rome so we can go to St. Pauls and while im at it do some confession......Amsterdam would be sodom and gomorrah in my mums eyes.....im sure of that.....she would have me deported back home if she saw the utterly impossible things you can see and do in this city.....
This past week also happens to be the SAIL festival, imagine 600 ancient sail ships (some are replica´s though) docked at one harbor in amsterdam, wild live music, fireworks and oh my God listening to Enya from the water.....its got to be the greatest thing to see........it happens once every five years and different countries from all over the world are partisan.....check out www.sail.nl/english .... I tells thee.....beautiful...
Yesterday we risked going to a classical music concert that happens every year on one of the famous canals in Amsterdam (Prinsengracht).....thanks to the human skyscrapers (the dutch people are too tall) i was struggling between crowds to catch a glimpse of the artists performing sounds of famous geniuses like Bach.....there were also some exotic sounds from Spain and Arabia...what made the night for me was of course hanging out with Nomads like me Brenda, Zoe, Goncalo, Maria and the only dutch amongst
us...Mark.....Despite the great music, i was getting so tired of trying to size my neck to that of a giraffee....i gave up and went behind the crowd....Alas....people had brought ladders, wheelburrows and there was some teenage guy who thought he was spider man hanging from a window.....thats how good it was....worth risking your life for....i stumbled upon a space where i sat down and could peer into an Amsterdammers living room (here they dont funga curtains) so atleast i could watch the concert on live TV yay ! - Oh well, got tired again and couldnt wait to head back to Lazy Manor so by midnight i was in bed.....to nurse all the remaining hangovers that had not dissappeared from the champagne party that my former department threw to kick me out to a new department.........I had sworn never to take more than 2 glasses of alcohol a week but it seems like a struggle argh! i think i will just go with the flow.......for the rest of you not taking time to just kick back and do nothing but being a tourist.....try it......its the best medicine for todays mans soul.........
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