London

Here i am again,

In the outskirts of London right now, at a friend's place. a friend, from my mother.
but he came and entered my heart as well.

So i went to England, there was a little problem with my creditcard but finally i could pay with cash
With the boat, who cost 2000 kronen, like 300 euro.

All my cash money was now gone but i have still something on my bank, for my school in Almelo( who isn't my school anymore) gave me 400 euro because i was still in school when the last month started.

So actually i have to thank them for taking me to England.


18 hours, the boat was sailing for 18 hours, so i had all the time to sleep long, refresh and starve.

But starving was not part of the plan, because some Irish people i have met on the boat gave me 20 pounds so i could eat something. (Good people are there where you need them to be)

I expected that in the end of the trip, i would be famous on the ship , but that didn't work out,  because i did not write poems. just kept to myself...

it was beautiful, sea everywhere, like endless streams of calmness.
but here it was where it  bothered me to be on my own. I could see in my mind, my brothers running up and down on the ship.
so i could not, find the peace in my head and heart to enjoy my journey so much.
( i think thats why i slept for so long in my cabin)

After the boat ride, i went hitchhiking again , the lady who stopped said i was standing on the wrong side of the road, it's confusing. especially the round abouts. but i came closer to London, some Jamican man brought me further down but not as far and it was very hard to get a ride, so after i spent 4 hours of waiting, i decided that i took the bus.  But before i went to London i had decided to find a sleeping place first, and that i found , in a park where a sort of grove was, a large area of bushes and tall grass that went all the way down and back up again.

After the sleep and the bus i got in London.
 first i wanted to go to covent garden to dance on the street and make some money.
I did not make money but i did met my ticket to a place to sleep.  I  met some Italian guys who said that i was quit unique and they liked me, so they gave me a sleeping place, in the bed of the roommate(who was out) of one of the guys.

The next day i went walking and walking, i rested in every park i met along the way for an hour.
London has great parks and i figured out that between 1 and 2 all men and women gather into these parks and eat their lunch. it is wonderful.
I did buy a book for my journal and i kept on walking until i was in a park surrounded by two pubs. The men at one of the pubs gave me a vodka and i made him a poem, he said that i could sleep in the park and so i did.

when i woke up i had an encounter with a professional liar, because i met a homeless guy who made my heart cry with his story so i gave him 20 pounds, and something to eat, he was gone after that.

After that i met another homeless guy, but this one was the best homeless guy ever. He had no home  because he gave it all up to bring the word of God to people this way. He didn't had money because that is the beginning of all evil. I did not know how long he did this already, if he had family or whatever, because everything was God now, and the time of God is limitless. so every answer i got was an explanation why i did not get an answer, he was in the shadows, his name was Will freed. (that i could know).

and he showed me where i could find free food and such. he knew all good places. We slept in a park, had a wonderful conversation, and met a couple of guys who were living in the streets.

some one, was very good at chess so i wanted to play with him but i had no chance, he controlled the board in ways where he decided where i move to. But one time i nearly defeated him( if only i had sacrificed my queen). I lived in a days life of the African preacher man, we were hanging out for one day together. but he was not Always talking about god,  only when i was asking him about it, he had  two small back packs.
One with a sleeping bag and one with a dictionary, a bible, toothpaste and brush, an umbrella, a map and some clothes.

All what is given to him, by God or by humans.

After a day i met up with Andy, another really good friend of my family, who was concerned about me.
And i went with him to Sean, a former boyfriend of my mother( 30 years ago). Andy and Sean where English and we Skype'd with my mother back home and went shopping and eating by a very good Indian who gave us credit and gave me a can of coke for the poem i written for him.

I slept om the balcony, for you must know that Sean is a massive collector of comics, books and films, his small apartment was full of crated and boxes.

but Andy was gone by the morning so i could sleep on the couch. and i did , for 6 nights.

Me and Sean went pretty well together.
At Sunday his mother, he and i saw a live orchestra performing in the park, After that we saw Tintin.
At Monday i had a poetry slam in London. That was great and i got it on film. in the evening we saw Robin hood.
At Tuesday we saw Marvels assembly( the first time i saw that one)
At Wednesday we saw another Robin hood( from 1937) and we found out that we both liked chess and scrabble, so we played that as well
That was the first time i ever won at scrabble.
At Thursday we saw Edge of tommorow with Tom Cruise in the cinema
And on Friday he stayed up all night because he had a leak in his ceiling. and i moved out because than he could sleep on the couch and make room in the kitchen by moving stuff on his bed.

I hope it is now fixed