Indonesien Grandma- at home

She was so proud of herself , climbing all the steps and walking all the time on her vacation.
i spended a few days in her home like i usualy do,
This is my second home , or my first,
Here i feel comfortable and relaxing,

She never says no and you are free to just snooze day after day
But you will not do that, of course not, because it is much more fun to go with her to Cinemas
Laugh at the outside world ,and be in the mere presence of a beauty
Eating Indonesien food so great, it will fill your heart , with endless consumation.

Insbruck and zurich

Clinton bought me a ticket to Insbruck and i gladly took it,

In Insbruck i waited three days where in i failed to get a lift, and strolled around town, failed to make money

On the second day, i asked a man how far it is to Zurich by walking,
I found out that he wanted the exact same thing,

So we decided to do it together
I did not jump from Happines , i did not even wanted to walk with him,
But he opened up for me and said that he had the thought of killing his mother and stuff

So how was i supposed to not walk with him

But we got seperated the third day,
he had my Email, maybe he was going to sent me a text,

I hoped not,
And he didn't

In Zurich i came in the companship of the Aunt that i had never met , and had not a clue how she was , and how she looked

Well, she was big,
with no kid or friend, and dealing with her insecurities she was having a traveller as a guest

And it was great, We were like , talking, for hours and hours about our lifes
i found out that she had taken distance between her and her family,
For 12 years

Because her parents were really not supporting her,
But over time , i told her more and more stories about my adventures,
and when i noticed that she was just saying yes, in that manner that she received the story in her brain and not giving me the feeling that the story did something with her

I asked her why she did that,
My aunt in Zurich is very truthful, and so i asked

The minute i said this , tears were running down her cheeks and she was angry about me, because ,she said:
"You never give me a compliment, Sometimes i don't feel you when you are reading a book or whatever. It is like you do not like it here, "  I was so shocked , i did not know what to say and went outside to call my dad

he had magic, as always, in his words ,and i was back on earth,
Back in the house i asked her to sit and explained her the situation of how i saw it,
what i saw in her and that i did like it, very much

When i read a book or you feel that you cannot feel me , it is exactly the thing that i do when i feel relaxed and comfortable in a place,

We went out to Dinner and saw a Movie, we talked a lot and she learned me unconsciously something about life,
I really liked it there

But she needed, compliments everytime, and i was to clumsy to keep that up.
Maybe she wanted the same feeling as when she was younger and always in the Netherlands by my Grandma,

Because it is awesome there, and she felt awesome there, fleeing from the Swiss family that she has,
She had expected more from me she said,
 but i could not give her the feeling back how it was, 40 years ago,

I had a great time, and i know i am going to call her to say that,
But i puked in the night, because of all the stress
and that morning i went to home with my Indonesien Grandma,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,


Yes my Indonesien Grandma was there to, On vacation,
we even walked and talked together for a day, she was staying and visiting my aunt's mother
One day i went out with the Old lady's

And when i talked a lot about my male friends, The mother said to my Grandma
"You must be careful, Because otherwise he will be gay"

My Indonesien Grandma Did not responded and i felt like stone,
I did not know what to say, so i just did not listen

But my Indonesien Grandma, Had not forgotten and when i went to a girl to tell her how beautiful she was ,
And the Mother was a little taken aback,
Grandma said

" I need to be careful, otherwise he will be Hetero"
That's how cool my Grandma is

Padova- my friend clinton

So i got into Padova,
i was first planning to go away again that morning
but after i met a girl in the bus,
i went to the city center and the park there,
for the girl said it was good

When i got there,i heard great dancing music coming from the grass,
so i dropped my backpack

and danced my way to the music,
I found out that there were People from Sri lanka celebrating Labor's day

And i danced with them,
over time, they accepted me more, and i even got playing smiles from the woman sitting there
for they did not danced, only the man

Both gave me compliments about my dancing and could not believe that i had this just in me, i did not trained to dance like this,

because, they said
it was exactly like their dance
i was a master and several man wanted to dance with me,

Over time a smal American man crept up to the spectacle and asked me what i was doing
So i asked him if he wanted a poem

It became a poem about sex and i described the feeling so good that they did not believe that i never had sex,

I got an invitation from him to stay at his place,
And so became the adventure of finding a friend between the rubbles of the worlds

I stayed for three days in his house, which he rented
for he was from San diego

but was here for two months to work on his book about the two family's that helped him become the man he was today

And what a great man it was,
for we went to restaurants every day three times, bought me a jacket, and a trainticket to Insbruck

Maybe some of his generosity got to do with the fact that i saved his life

nobody knows

But we both believed in destiny and it was destiny that we have met

It went like this,
The first night i was in a bathrobe when somebody rang the bell,
Clinton answered and it was a drunk bastard he knew,
he thought he was cute but now he started to push himself in and i came in action when Clinton hit the door really hard.

I was first mesmerized, i could not do anything
because , even though i have a lot of strenght i hate to use it to put somebody down,

But it had to be done, so i embraced the drunken Basterd, lifted him up from the ground and dragged him back out.

He pulled my hair, really hard, grabbed the string of my camera bag, and tried to damage my glasses
But i withstood everything, because i have eight brothers.
It was scary, how easy it was to pull him.
It was harder for Clinton to push the door back,
but together we had done it and started shaking all across our body's

That encounter was the start of our friendship

Ljubljana and Venice

So it was that i looked upon Ljubljana, a city i did not know it existed

And it was very beautiful, as they said
i made two poems for two birtdayboys

The first invited me to the barbecue they were having and the second gave me wodka and other delicious drinks

there i stayed a little bit more and i was happy i did ,

for they were sitting on a bench in front of the closed library and soon there began to form a croud to celebrate the birthday

the birthday presents were collected and as soon as i saw the toblerone chocolate bar i asked if i could have a piece

The guy i was talking with said "sure"
so i ate the whole bar, with him encouraging me

there also came a gypsy band from the streets who the birthday boy hired to make music

 after a wild delicious day, i went away to walk to the hitchiking spot,

but i walked four kilometres to far ,
so i ended up with a guy telling me that i walked to far, and i decided to hitchike from there,

But we got engaged into a conversation first
and he was quite cool,

He even drove me back to the hitchiking spot

On the spot, there were so many hitchhikers i did not know what to do,
This, i never expirience before
but I held my sign up high and hoped for the best,

Unfortunatly i had to sleep there that night,
but in the Morning i saw a hitchhiker who went to Italy,
so i decided to go with him,

When we got to Italy, i went to Venice
and he went to the Mountains to go Snowboarding

But i got stuck 30 kilometres from Venice and the Police came when i sheltered for the rain nearby the road

I went under a roof after that,
and then an owner from a fruitshop gave me a orange and some water,
His kid asked me if i had any parents,

you must love children.

Then he gave me a bag full of bananas and oranges and his friend went to Venice that day

So i got to sleep in Venice that day,
I got there in the evening, and climbed a wall to get into a park
I slept there, But it rained the whole night, and the next day
My sleep was not interupted and it was warm but i felt that some of my sleeping bag was wet, and it was boring to sit and do nothing,

So when the rain stopped and the sun got a little bit warm,
I laid everything down in the sun to dry,
And got an umbrella from a homeless guy,


With new courage,
i began to explore Venice
Past bridges and small streets,I made good photographs, and it was a lott of fun and really cool that i saw Venice with my own eyes,

But nobody wanted any poems, so after three days, with no money in my pocket
i decided to go

there was a nice incident when i walked into a restaurant to ask for some water,
the owner said , with a great smile, that he saw me sleeping in the streets and gave me a Coca cola, a pizza slice, and a sandwich

i saw a bus with the name Padova and i went there

Vienne and Graz

So i went alone,

Hitchiking was once again difficult
but i got in Vienne and went to play crazy for three days

I stood for two hours because i was lazy, and made 60 euro's
Not knowing what i needed to do with so much money, i ate very good

Broke and with food in my backpack i was going to Graz
I got a ride from a man who was from northern Irak

He was quite interesting to talk to,
he was a man who with his 12 years went into the war with Osama bin laden
and it took him 4 years to be a human again,

now he had owned a tankstation, lived on a farm , and had a wife,

It is wonderful to be able to move through those different lives, that you meet
I am so ignorant, sometimes, that i believe every word people throw at me

and maybe that is why, people found it comforting to talk with me

Any how, He dropped me at the tankstation wich he owned for several years, and everybody seemed to laugh at me ,

so i decided to walk to Graz, it was only 30 Kilometres,
I went into the Forest, and i crossed farms, fields, hidden paths and i jumped over rivers.
Finally i asked a family if i could charge my Camera, for i wanted to make Photo´s,

I could, and they invited me to share some Bread that they made.
The man was interested in my story, and hooked me uip with a friend of his to stay at his place

his friend traveled through India and Asia and had a better Idea
for a friend of his was going to Graz that Evening,

A girl named Jeanin,
So that Evening i was in Graz and i could stay at Jeanin´s place,
so i stayed in a appartment with three girls, for a few days,

And Graz is the city who took my inspiration and brought it to a higher level
Because , every day i met beautiful people who could inspire me so much that i could not stop writing

The first person was Ali, A man from Pakistan,
i sat on the next Bench in the fountain area of Graz, and he was the one who talked to me,

Asking if i was a traveller,
And when he heard yes, he got intrigued

He wanted to travel as well and i was quite happy to talk to him,
He was a ball of good vibes, who got me relaxed.

The second was a Grasshopper in the forest,
He got me a Hot Chocolate, and a very inspiring free feeling

The third one was a young man who did not know exactly who he was,
We made fire together, and eat Beans with Cheese

But he was a man who was capable of great deeds

He let me into a park where he introduced me to his friends
One of the friends was a beautiful girl and i was enthranced by her apearance but i was afraid to speak to her

But she noticed me , because the next day, she sat beside me on the bench i was sitting on and said

`Are you the poet from Yesterday, i am quite curious about your live style`
And so we began to talk

She wanted to travel also so i asked her if she wanted to come along with me,
She was quite glad but also afraid of the new path opening up for her,
I was gone before she gave me an answer

I got a lott of attention from the girls who were sitting in the park, and finally i went a little bit crazy
running around the park and sitting like an eagle watching the water,

Some one must learn me how i can communicate with girls

A girl who was sitting in front of me, turned around and said
`you smell very good`

I was sweating from the warm sun and i had no shirt on
I did nothing of course , just smiled and said thanks

After a few more days, of sitting on benches and writing
the wind called me again and it was time to move on

To Ljubljana then, because people said that that was beautiful
In my head i was always thinking of my Grandma who was going to Zurich on vacation
and i was going to end my trip there

Slovakia

So it was that we headed South in search of the sun and we landed in the midst of 1 metre snow
All around us, the snow was limitless

But nothing could bring us down

So it was after a day that we got a ride from the border to the following town
We decided that it was to dark to go on,( and to cold)
so we bought Vodka in the Lidl and set up our tent next to it,

You must know , that i was in Barcelona when i heard that Jesse wanted to travel with me

The reason that he gave me, was that he felt jealous of me,
Traveling round and about,

So that's why he wanted for me to help him start his traveling
He wanted my expirience and talent of just go,

I hated him at that moment,
For i could not uderstand why i needed to go back to the Netherlands to pick him up,
and why he did not went by himself,

But most of it changed when my path led me to the Netherlands,
Then it was my friendly personality that gave in,

The  fact is that we shared several great adventures throughout the three years that we knew each other,

But never got further into knowing each other than the big hug we shared,

So it was that in minus 15, in slowakije, that he told me that he wanted to know all about my past,

Everyone who is going to ask that has to be careful,
because i am going to tell everything and jump from story to story and i travel by the tears that i shed

so That is what he got,
and the following morning he shed a tear just thinking of what i had told him

But that was just what he wanted, to learn who i was,

And then another adventure triggered us to follow it,
Hitchiking was a complete failure, so when a old man wanted to speak to us , we happily obliged and followed him to a tankstation,

The old man was so happy that he and Jesse often stopped to talk about, nothing really, I grew tired and went to walk in front of them

When we got to the Tankstation i saw one car,
and i talked to the owner,

A nice man, who was going in our direction

With a little bit ignorance about the complex situation around him, he said yes
and the ride with him was pleasant enough,

The old man had gave us strong little bottles with alcohol in it, to show his respect.

The nice man did not talk so much English, so he called his friend to talk to us,
we said him that we wanted to go to Bratislava, and the friend said we got dropped in front of their house and then we see from there,

When we arrived , they invited us in to spend the night, and to have a walk in a forest neirby

The walk was realy cool and both me and jesse finally let our child spirits loose and played in the snow,

In the evening there was a birthday party from some one who was pretty cool
so we were invited to party along,

How can you say no, to a room filled with beautiful girls,

Jesse and me were the highlight of the evening and we even performed together,

Jesse was really being a good friend, because he was paying no heed for the beautiful girls in hope that their attention will be me,
and it worked, quite well,

I gave lots of compliments and danced with the girls, i had no hope of kissing
but i did,

Well, sort of,

They had ice in their mouths and they wanted my mouth to meet theirs to move the ice,

It was, incredible
Of course,

I had a great dance with the Birthday boy with two other girls
and fantastic two boys were really inspiring

In the morning, we got a breakfast and they set us off at the road to Bratislava
We took a stop by the river, for i wanted to stop there
here it was where Jesse told me his story

The usual story,


Teasing, getting fast, being a bodybuilder, getting a different girl every week, finding the love of his life

Hitchiking did not go as planned, and when Jesse saw a Middle finger from one of the cars we went by train to Bratislava

Once there, he took a Hostel and we tried to make money but we felt that our time together had finished,

so after a while we went our separate ways, for he saw also what i saw,

that i needed to walk my path alone
to let my spirit have every room to choose the most inspiring future

and he needed some time alone to,
so he went to Croatie
and i went to Austria

Krakow

Me and Jesse were plesantly surpised about the nice car of my nephew, and about the beautiful girl within,

The ride was smooth and with much laughter,

Telling stories about my journey and making a poem for the girl

They dropped us of just outside Warshaw and we slept under a highwaybridge
The journey had began

Warshaw rained a lot so we decided to just keep on Hitchiking South untill the Sun came out

One of the rides was from a Police car, when we sheltered for the rain, next to the highway
they picked us up for it was to dangerous.

Jesse wanted to stop at Krakow before we left Poland so we did
and there magic had began

For i found out that i was a interesting person to take a Photo graph from,
I wanted some money and so we came in contact with a English man who traveled a few months to take Photographs of interesting persons,

He said , that you're whole body carries the information of you're life, all the scars and expirience,
I was glad that people could see that i had a interesting  journey

He was making a theater production about shoes,
I made a poem for him, and i saw a tear form in his eye

After this meeting we arrived at a pub where we wanted to drink some Wodka,

Here it was were we met some scottish people who gave us drinks because they liked us,
Jesse was communicating with everyone and i was smiling when i observed him.

He was also talking to a couple who looked quite interesting so i joined him,
This couple was talking about getting Married, but the young man was to afraid,
for the future, i guess


They were from Newcastle and partied like the Englismen should

I got triggered by their story and soon began to make a poem for them
Jesse was already talking of our story and what i did,
so by the time i got the poem ready, they knew what my troubles were and what i wanted to do in my life.

They thought it was brilliant that i just had the abbillity to write in such a busy, with drunk scottish, pub,
and create such a amazing poem,

For they found it superb

I even saw a tear in the girl's eye
The girl danced with me and gave me the most positive compliments ever, that i was the highlight of their entire vacation and that sort of stuff

Jesse found it so beautiful that i had the gift to make people cry
that i grew once again, further , into loving myself

The scottish were all the time, busy, getting drunk,
together with the barman we were happy to join in,

But i was getting sleepy after a time,
and wanted to go to the park to sleep

Unfornunatly a young man who was working in the pub wanted to give me a place to sleep at his place,

So i went , but Jesse stayed
Having a Hostel where he could sleep and wanted to Party more

There it was where he learned a good lesson

For the Scottish people invited him to a Strip club,

Now, he had a girlfriend, and he loved her very much
but one of his dreams was fucking a prostitute

So with permission from his girlfriend he went, thinking this was a great change

But the Scottish were not so nice,
They said to give the money to them and they would make sure a hooker would come,
But, in the end , he gave €150 without seeing a hooker

But when he shouted, he finally got a lapdance

Now the following part i think is understandable but i little bit rude,
for he shouted and got angry, at the hooker who gave him his lapdance
demanding more

After that day he wanted to sleep the whole day, very tired of the whole night
But we left the following morning for he had a finished feeling with Krakow,

It took another 3 cars and a Police car for us to Reach Slowakije

The guys that took us last, wanted to drop us of at the border, and they had to turn around afterwards.