My lovely readers, I have abandoned you.
But do not fret, I’m here, just..well..half a world away. And as you can imagine, I don’t spend much time behind a pc.
So what can I say..
This is my first time in Europe, and I must say I’m loving it so far. Abso-fucking-lutely loving it!
So far, I have been to Rotterdam and Amsterdam in Holland. Also in the heart of London, and where I am now, which is Kingsley, Hampshire in the UK. I still have to go to Groningen in Holland and then I am done & done.
I could write forever about the things I love about this country, but I’ll try to keep this update a bit short, since I am on vacation and I want to enjoy it to the fullest as I don’t have a whole many vacations, as you may or may not know.
So the weather is nice, it’s nice and bright, but it feels like you’re walking around in the AC. The people up until now have been very friendly. And there is just so much to see and do.
I should say I love Rotterdam very much, I think that I would not mind living there, no sir, not at all. Now they keep reminding me that I’m here during a “perfect” summer, and that I would not love this place during the winder months. This is a fine argument, and so I have decided to come here sometime during the heart of winter, and if I walk out of that trip, not hating this place, I think it would be safe to say that I could live here and be content.
The people are open minded, people don’t stare at you all the time, and everything is pretty much acceptable.
The fact that art is ingrained into every single part of this culture, makes me come alive, like an old oil lamp, set aflame after years of dirty, nasty light pollution. Art is a common fiber in this old quilt, and that is a very exciting fact to me.
I have been to some museums, I have seen glorious pieces. I have exchanged words with people from everywhere. Lovely.
I have done more shopping than I planned to, which is surprising because I’m not a shopping fiend, but I got some new things, some art related, some just cause they make me look fly.
I still have some wonderful things to look forward to, like piercings, tattoos, and zoooooooss.
And seeing old old friends, friends who nowadays embody nostalgia. They are a part of my life that seem like a dream within a dream. Filled with laughter, adventure, and brotherhood. Good ol’ times. And here I am..about to see some again. I am excited. I am ever so excited to see them, and hear their voices, and talk about a time when things weren’t so scary, and complicated and diluted.
In short, this is a wonderful country. When I am back home, I intend to do some meditating and writing an article that actually does this trip justice.
In closing, I should say that it hasn’t all been wonderful. But this is not due to my vacation, but rather something very very tragic that has happened back home. My uncle, who was sick for a while, has passed. This has put a blemish on my trip, and it breaks my heart that I could not be there for my family.
When I go back home, I will have my share of mourning to do, and support to lend.
I love my uncle very much, and I hope that he is in a better place.
You are always on my mind.
I hope you readers will forgive me for my absence, but I’ll be back soon, with plenty of new work and articles for you to enjoy.
Your faithful photographer, is rejuvenated, and invigorated and ready to churn out brand new work.
