Un autre jour

Goodmorning, it is ten o'clock exactly and I'm sitting at the breakfasttable with a cup of camomille tea with honey. I'm looking forward for the new day; the sun is shining. But first I want to write my blog.

   Yesterday, after writing, I've been relaxing. Today I want to turn a wash, or do some laundry and a lot of more things I need to do, like the sd-card back-up, walk hard, do some healthy shopping, learn some French, read some.

   Well, yesterday was good for me, because everybody stood up a whole lot later than I did, so I had time to do the things I wanted to do for the day.

   when everybody woke up and came into the living room, there was talking, drinking and smoking and a whole lot of headaches. I saw Gael leaning forward with his palm on his forehead, elbow on his knee. 'It's difficult.'

   So we had a solution, and that was a good serie. We watched a serie about the French revolution in French. But luckily I had English subtitles.

   I'm so damn happy with the bed they gave me here. I feel so fresh.

   There was a guy sitting in some kind of dungeon because people said he killed somebody. He did not kill anybody and there was another guy who came to him, and he layed his hand on the back of his head and made him sleep somehow to show, or dream, that he hadn't killed anybody. The guy saw that it was somebody else and changed his mind. Black magic. There was another guy who was running from some kind of rhino who was too fat to stand on his feet so he slided over the ice and the ice broke and at the end, when the man almost got eaten by the enormous rhino, another guy came and put him in a small box. I missed the point of the French revolution here. 

   This was another movie btw.

   After the movies we went in the car to search for champignons in the mountains, somewhere near a village close to Swiss. It was beautiful nature over there; hilly with a lot of pine trees and grassland with a lot of cow shit. 'This is the perfect place to search.' said Flow. 'But better is early in the morning because than it's fresh and they pop out of the ground.'

   There were songs on the radio which were sometimes on the Dutch radio as well. 'Le radio dans Hollandaise passe cette chanson.' Micha teached me this sentence.

   It was nice to be in the nature with my friends, even though we did only find one champignon. Next time better luck.

   On the way back we came to a village where Flow had some friends. Gael and Micha stayed in the car and I went with Flow. He wanted to buy some grass. We came in the house and there were two guys sitting on a bench and a chair. There hang a strong smell of cannabis mixed with chemicals. I didn't know the smell. We gave them a box and sat down on the bench. 'You play harmonica?' asked the black guy. 

   'Yes. I do.' I grabbed my harmonica and started playing with the vibration in it, still practicing. Another guy came in and sat down and the black guy went away. Than the owner of the appartment asked me and Flow to stand up and looked underneeth his bench and grabbed some needles and let me smell ammoniac. He put his middle finger into the air and said. 'You motherfocker!' and put some powder inside a spoon. 

   Than his cat came around. 'Oxy' he said. 'Oxy means: drunk, name of the cat haha. You motherfocker!' he filled up the needle with fluent stuff. 'You want? It's ammoniak with cocaine.'

   I thanked.

   He and his friend took a shot into their veign and went down with his head, spitting in a bucket and the other guy layed down on the bench saying: 'He's a small player.' and the other guy kept doing his thing while I sat there playing harmonica. I found it scary in some way because they changed instantly.

   After we gave a box and left in the car.

   In the evening I went for a walk and after we ate all together, like ten o'clock. I really love this way of eating, like a big family around a big table, eating big peaces of fromage and talking and laughing and eating very big. It's like the qlimax of the day.

   After eating we sat down at the bench and made music, talked and made ourselves relaxed and comfortable. Flow signed my ukulele and played good music; reggae and the Doors. We made some jamming and after went to bed, where I talked on my phone with some nice people.