A new day!

I'm sitting in the house and feel like moving on. I do want to move from this place, on to Geneve. But first the car has to be controlled on defects, and that is going to happen today. Maybe we leave after that or maybe we leave tomorrow, maybe we don't leave at all.

   It's nice to be with these people; there is always somebody in the house and somebody to talk to. That's super nice. The television is turned on all day and there's a lot of cats and dogs. And about every two hours, the dogs take a fight with each other. Like right now, a dog and a cat are playing or fighting. Sometimes the cats are fighting as well and there is a lot of screaming and grabbing by the scruff. The people in the house sit on the bench around the table watching television, talking and drinking most of the day. And I'm trying to keep my awareness by doing stuff all day, draining energy from things, learning languages, running, reading, keeping myself busy. I really love the bed they gave me and I really love the atmosphere of doing whatever I want to do. I can do whatever I want and that is nice. 

   I'm still scared about what I saw two days ago, spraying cocaine, and the reaction of them. I don't want to be drawn into this world of darkness. Actually, the sun is shining and I'm going to sit outside.

   I'm sitting outside in the sun and it's good here. There is a nice tune of classical music playing, I have some books here. Let me spend the day here. A, a cup of coffee would be nice.

   A cup of coffee is tasting nice. I'm super excited for leaving to Geneve and go on hiking into the Alps! This afternoon I'm going to find out where to find the pelgrimhouses, because my dad told me that it costs only one euro for a night and a plate of food. That would be excellent. I just don't want to feel like hiking without a goal and I do feel like eating some avocado with tomatoes.

   Gael just came into the living room, feeling ill with his nose, throat and head aching. Yesterday evening we watched some movies; pirates of the carribean and some sience fiction Star Wars movie with a talking raccoon as a main player. It was funny. I could use Gael's computer to transfer some of my sd-card to another sd-card to have a back-up for all my pictures and video's. I hope it went well, because I fell asleep while the laptop did his work.

   Well, the day. The day was cool; I did the same routine; writing in the morning, reading some book and learning some French, waiting for everybody to come down. Yeah, we sat at the table, talking and watching television. After a couple of hours, I went outside to sit in the sun and read from the French book: Le Medicine de Campagne from Honore de Balzac, learning some French words. Flow and Florian went to the supermarket and bought some milk, cruesli, avocado's and tomatoes for me. I gave them money and when they came back I started helping Florian with a problem of his car. The tailgate wouldn't open anymore, and it is required to have an opening tailgate to come into the Swiss. There was something into the cable or into the engine of the lock, where the spinning gears weren't powered to spin anymore. I think the small engine has to be replaced, or it was the cable which was broke down.

   Anyway, there was a Scania garage next to our house and I said: 'Let's go there, for them it's a piece of cake; pour ils, c'est rien.'

   But it was not necessary to go there. Maybe I'm going today again so the car will be repared and will come out approved from the MOT (Maintainance of Transportation).

Everything is going tranquillo here, and that is actually really nice. I don't want to do it too tranquillo though, because I don't want to freeze to death into the Alps while winter is coming closer.

   After that we sat down at the table watching television, talking, playing some music. I went for a quick running and a shower. And in the evening we made our own pizza's. It was really fun doing and chefkok Gael made a show of it; he made such a good looking pizza with goat cheese, olives, ham and more. It was a great pizza, also to taste. Flow made his pizza with creme fraîshe as the base which I found really interesting. I got to try it once, maybe with some boiled rice in coconutmilk and ham, mais and raisins. Maybe.

   Gael was proud of his pizza and I was happy for him. I got a little piece of it and the taste was pretty fucking good. We sat at the table and watched some tv-program with ordinary people in big dresses, tanktops, make-up, big asses, glitter and glamour. Everybody drank bears and smoked joints. At two o'clock I woke up in the dark on the bench and went to bed. I'm gonna go tranquillo today. Have a nice day!