hello all,
i have made it to munich after a crazy time at london airport. we missed our flight to munich because the flight from paris to london was late. so we came back the next day, after night at an inn in england. i was with my cousin christina. but london airport was like a refugee camp. there were tents set up put side to hold passangers who´s flights had been cancelled. they sent many people home. after a day of searching for flights and ways to get our bags back, i was able to get my teary eyed cousin on a flight. i still had no where to go. i took 3 trains to didcot, a little town west of london and spent a night drinking in a pub called the broadway. my sister works there. i kicked back a few pints and shooters with a guy named lee and a guy named leah (also pronounced lee). they were quiet, and hard to understand even when they did speak. lee had been in the millitary, leah was older, had a wife in Bangkok and smiled at everything you said. the pub turned into a night club after 11. but i kicked it with the regulars and watched all the kids dance away. it was also a kick to watch my sister serve beers. She’s a pro.
finally, 4 am hit, and i took a cab back to the airport. the price of said cab i will not discuss. it was a lot, but the cab driver and i talked about fake tits the whole way. he was a cool dude. we agreed that fake tits are nice to look at, but real is the way to go.
i caught a flight for 3pm after sleeping off my hangover on a piece of foam on a side walk outside the terminal. no one was aloud in until your flight was called, but i found ways to sneak in and complain about my bags. it is the 17th of august, 6 days later, and still dont have them. the airport says they are in transit.
bloody bastards.
i went to vienna. cool town. if you´ve got a lot of cash to blow, take your girl there. let her go crazy at Versace, and pick yourself up something at Rolex. a real cool night life too. everything gets going at midnight, and if there is no work the next day, it will go till midnight the next day.
if your in to sick and twisted things like me, check out the gothic crypts beneath the gothic cathedral. i saw skulls from the 1800´s and older. pretty cool.
there was a painting in a museum called the belvedere. it is called the kiss, and painted by klimt. It is a wonderful painting in gold of a man embracing a woman on a hill side of flowers. Even for the toughest of men, if they’ve felt any sort of romantic connection with anyone in there life, you can’t help but feel warm inside.
it has been a long day and i am having a hard time with this german key board. the letters are moved around. plus the screen is all in german, which is a great language and too much like english. its just hard to get the hang of.
would you know it, there are a shit load of japanese in vienna, and japanese restauranst all over. and the weinerschitchl is great.
now im in munich, it is beautiful here too, but different. its more metropolitan. we are staying somewhere very similar to the civic center area in san francisco. but the city is cool and i like the food. ill see more and do more in the next couple days.
i have no pictures because i have no computer, nor a camera, nor baggage. i have been using a disposable, so pics will be soon.
take care all, and one thing before i go. americans, sell your car, buy a bike and a metro pass, and ride to work. its one things the europeans got right. they are working in collaboration with mother earth, not against it. small and big toilet flushes. automatic escaladers. and lights that turn off when your not in the room. small cars, and bikes. bikes are fun, so dont puss out. make the effort and go the distance. another thing. there is war brewing. the US dosent see what the europeans see. here they show much more. there is no end in sight. but a lot fo babies everywhere. a new generation is being born. it is important that we, and im speaking to all you myspace heads out there, communicate...(right tomas, communicate!) and work together. start by helping yourself. start by getting a bike.
love, alexander
i have made it to munich after a crazy time at london airport. we missed our flight to munich because the flight from paris to london was late. so we came back the next day, after night at an inn in england. i was with my cousin christina. but london airport was like a refugee camp. there were tents set up put side to hold passangers who´s flights had been cancelled. they sent many people home. after a day of searching for flights and ways to get our bags back, i was able to get my teary eyed cousin on a flight. i still had no where to go. i took 3 trains to didcot, a little town west of london and spent a night drinking in a pub called the broadway. my sister works there. i kicked back a few pints and shooters with a guy named lee and a guy named leah (also pronounced lee). they were quiet, and hard to understand even when they did speak. lee had been in the millitary, leah was older, had a wife in Bangkok and smiled at everything you said. the pub turned into a night club after 11. but i kicked it with the regulars and watched all the kids dance away. it was also a kick to watch my sister serve beers. She’s a pro.
finally, 4 am hit, and i took a cab back to the airport. the price of said cab i will not discuss. it was a lot, but the cab driver and i talked about fake tits the whole way. he was a cool dude. we agreed that fake tits are nice to look at, but real is the way to go.
i caught a flight for 3pm after sleeping off my hangover on a piece of foam on a side walk outside the terminal. no one was aloud in until your flight was called, but i found ways to sneak in and complain about my bags. it is the 17th of august, 6 days later, and still dont have them. the airport says they are in transit.
bloody bastards.
i went to vienna. cool town. if you´ve got a lot of cash to blow, take your girl there. let her go crazy at Versace, and pick yourself up something at Rolex. a real cool night life too. everything gets going at midnight, and if there is no work the next day, it will go till midnight the next day.
if your in to sick and twisted things like me, check out the gothic crypts beneath the gothic cathedral. i saw skulls from the 1800´s and older. pretty cool.
there was a painting in a museum called the belvedere. it is called the kiss, and painted by klimt. It is a wonderful painting in gold of a man embracing a woman on a hill side of flowers. Even for the toughest of men, if they’ve felt any sort of romantic connection with anyone in there life, you can’t help but feel warm inside.
it has been a long day and i am having a hard time with this german key board. the letters are moved around. plus the screen is all in german, which is a great language and too much like english. its just hard to get the hang of.
would you know it, there are a shit load of japanese in vienna, and japanese restauranst all over. and the weinerschitchl is great.
now im in munich, it is beautiful here too, but different. its more metropolitan. we are staying somewhere very similar to the civic center area in san francisco. but the city is cool and i like the food. ill see more and do more in the next couple days.
i have no pictures because i have no computer, nor a camera, nor baggage. i have been using a disposable, so pics will be soon.
take care all, and one thing before i go. americans, sell your car, buy a bike and a metro pass, and ride to work. its one things the europeans got right. they are working in collaboration with mother earth, not against it. small and big toilet flushes. automatic escaladers. and lights that turn off when your not in the room. small cars, and bikes. bikes are fun, so dont puss out. make the effort and go the distance. another thing. there is war brewing. the US dosent see what the europeans see. here they show much more. there is no end in sight. but a lot fo babies everywhere. a new generation is being born. it is important that we, and im speaking to all you myspace heads out there, communicate...(right tomas, communicate!) and work together. start by helping yourself. start by getting a bike.
love, alexander
posted by Alexander at 1:40 PM
2 Comments:
Were you smoking a joint while writing this post? It sounds like you are getting suspiciously more lofty in your idealism as you go on.
But on the point about bikes, which is a good one, sometimes it is simply not feasible to ride a bike in every big city. Buenos Aires, and San Francisco for that matter, is perhaps the most dangerous place I've ever seen to be a biker. There are no bike lanes to speak of and even if there were some they would be totally ignored as ALL regular road lanes are ignored by 99% of the driving public here.
Anyways, glad to hear you're alive 'n kickin'! Que lo pases bien!
Hey man, glad you're doing alright. Us bike riders in SF are doing alright too. If you ride you'll notice a lot of bike lanes around. There's one that runs all the way down valencia, and yes there is even one that runs all the way down market as well. Anyhoo, everyones doing alright here, times and relationships are changin though, and quickly. Hope you get your bags mate, take care.
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