Back home

My father was waiting for me at the airport

That did something to my heart, to see him, after 9 months, I did not even phoned him when i was in Franch and Portugal,

When we where in the car, My mother called,
it was still a surprise that i was back
and when she heard it, she sang a song.

It was wonderfully great to see my family again,
I surprised my grandma also and my aunt

All my brothers had some sort of respect for me, and everyone had some sort of glazy stare in their eye for they could not believe that i was back,

I was traveling to bring respect to my parents eyes, and it worked.

After a month i was going to travel again, but now it was time to relax,
In Amsterdam i met a friend of mine who is a photographer, and he made pictures of me

I was hitchhiking most of the time, and it was pretty easy to get a lift in The Netherlands,

Joy came into my eye when i saw that Tony from Ireland was visiting my Dad with his whole family,
so i got a reunion with them,

The Tukkers from my hometown, were also really amazed by the things that i did,
And that was really cool,

they were so happy for me, and jealous and thinking that my stories needed to see the light.

I saw Birdman in the cinema's in Amsterdam for free, because i made a poem for the ticketsale guy,
and he was impressed so he gave me that ticket.

I saw some friends and i played Super Smash Bros Browl with my Brothers

I also went to PAUW, a band who is wonderfully wonderful,
together with my aunt Corine, I was pretty jeaulous of all the things that went great for the band while i was away,
I know a couple of guys, in The band and with fascination i read and listened that they went to tv shows and Festivals,
That night i had the change of losing myself on the music, and they thanked me for it,

A friend of mine called Jesse, Wanted to be my companion on my second Tour around Europe so together we went ,

My nephew is going to Estland by Car , and we were invited to come along to Warshaw.