In Geneva now. Happy Holidays! So Vienna was a beautiful city. Really huge too!
It was hard to find a place to eat though. Peter and I can't agree. Happened in Prague too. Whatevs. It usually works out.
Prague was crazy. I don't know how to describe it. It was like half russian. I spoke russian a few times and they understood me! That is crazy because it isn't a russian speaking town. They speak czech there. I guess they know both.
From Prague, Peter and I took a 15 hour train ride to get to Interlaken. On one of our trains we sat with a drug addict close to our age. It was pretty sketch. He would keep going to the bathroom to take some lines. He happened to have 200 hits of doses as well. I don't even wanna know what else was in that bag of his. This dude was tweaking out. We felt sorry for him. He even admitted to us that he had a problem with drugs and hopes to find help soon. He is an artist actually. Photographer. I'm surprised Peter didn't talk to him about camera stuff. I guess Peter was pretty speachless from the whole scene.
Eventually we got to interlaken 2 days ago. That very morning, we went skydiving! In the swiss alps! That 45 second freefall will be remembered for the rest of my life. I don't even know how to describe it. I'll have to show the dvd i guess.
And now we are in geneva. Peter told me happy hannukah. I told him merry christmas. This should be good.
In Vienna, peter and I went to a cinema. We watched Vicky, Christina, Barcelona. We both really liked it. I think it teaches a lot of things. Not gonna get into detail. But just thought I'd throw it out.
I'm so happy to see whisney's pics of a krew gathering. Sweater party. Very good theme. I wish i could've been there. I hope that becomes a tradition for later holiday gatherings in the winters to come. It looked like a great time.
I guess I'll be going now. This is going quick. I'll be home in like 10 days! Forreal? Naw... no way! Unreal!
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Austria City Hopping
Things have been going pretty well. I talked with peter after that last post. We discussed some things. Had a great last night in Florence with all of my roommates and friends from school. We did a couple final site sees the day I shipped everything back home.
I am living off a backpack now. Peter and I arrived in Innsbruck on early Saturday morning last weekend. Innsbruck was one of the most beautiful places I have ever been to. Right in the heart of the Austrian Alps. We went snowboarding on top of a mountain. My body is still sore from how many falls I took. The view was incredible though. We stayed at Peter's friend Katerina's house. She was an amazing host. We hung out with all of her friends. It was a fun time. Her mom cooked us some traditional dishes. Very Tasty. We got to jam with some of her friends too. Flow is an excellent guitarist. It was fun jamming with people that had different styles. Flow and Bernie agreed with that for me and peter.
After Innsbruck we stopped in Salzberg for a night. One of Katerina's friends offered to drive us to Salzberg and let us stay at his place. People here are just really hospitable. It is really warming in my heart to meet these people. I plan to let couchsurfers come to my place if they please someday where I can be a good host as well.
Last night we arrived in Vienna and met up with my old roommate from freshman year at college. Jack! I accidently found him and his girlfriend on couchsurfing. We'll be staying at their place for 3 nights before we head to Prague on Friday morning. Unfortunately, Jack had to leave back to the states this morning to visit his family for the holidays. So we'll be staying with his girlfriend Janina, who from my first impression I would say is a very nice person.
That's all that's been going on really. We'll see what kind of changes and experiences are about to come.
I am living off a backpack now. Peter and I arrived in Innsbruck on early Saturday morning last weekend. Innsbruck was one of the most beautiful places I have ever been to. Right in the heart of the Austrian Alps. We went snowboarding on top of a mountain. My body is still sore from how many falls I took. The view was incredible though. We stayed at Peter's friend Katerina's house. She was an amazing host. We hung out with all of her friends. It was a fun time. Her mom cooked us some traditional dishes. Very Tasty. We got to jam with some of her friends too. Flow is an excellent guitarist. It was fun jamming with people that had different styles. Flow and Bernie agreed with that for me and peter.
After Innsbruck we stopped in Salzberg for a night. One of Katerina's friends offered to drive us to Salzberg and let us stay at his place. People here are just really hospitable. It is really warming in my heart to meet these people. I plan to let couchsurfers come to my place if they please someday where I can be a good host as well.
Last night we arrived in Vienna and met up with my old roommate from freshman year at college. Jack! I accidently found him and his girlfriend on couchsurfing. We'll be staying at their place for 3 nights before we head to Prague on Friday morning. Unfortunately, Jack had to leave back to the states this morning to visit his family for the holidays. So we'll be staying with his girlfriend Janina, who from my first impression I would say is a very nice person.
That's all that's been going on really. We'll see what kind of changes and experiences are about to come.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
So I'm sitting in the computer lab working on some homework. Peter arrived here 3 days ago. I feel like something is wrong though. He hasn't been speaking much. I'm worried about him. I took a look over and he's writing in his blog. I wonder what he's saying? Whatever it is, I wish he would just speak with me. It's the old case of Peter again when it was him, neumiller, and I living in the same house. Neumiller and I were worried about him.
I've been introducing him around, yet he can barely hold a conversation with anyone..... It just doesn't make sense. When I would read his blogs while he would be in Korea, or look at albums where he got tagged with friends, he looked really happy. Like he could laugh and hang about with the new friends he made. I wish he could be like with me. I did grow up with him. I helped him with chores in his house sometime to help out his very loving mother. We wrote songs together. We hung out in our hometown. Skated under Hollywood Video on numerous occasions. Ate pizza in downtown wayzata. Went to God Johnson shows and plenty of other meaningful shows. Even lived together!
Him not talking. That's not helping out the image of the krew. Has he forgotten who he was? I've always told my friends here about how my friends back at home are the greatest bunch ever when it comes to hanging out. We're just a bunch of fun, chill, friendly dudes. Peter isn't really showing it. Back in high school, we weren't the jocks, the goths, the drama people, ghetto, prep, punk, whatever. We're just laid back people that everyone loved. People from any group in our grade would always be down with us to give a handshake or join a hack circle. He's a krew member. One of the originals that I hung out with in middle school. One of the ones i would look up to along with brady, mark, neumiller, and whisney when they were getting action in 8th and 9th grade and I wasn't.
I would pick our my krew group over any other part of group that I was a part of. The reason for this is the exact stuff that I listed before. Sorry my jewish brothers and sisters, my friends back at home are just different. When there's a certain labeled group, thats about it i felt. Everyone was just being friendly and meeting eachother at the synagogue just because of what they were.....Jewish. Not who they were. In high school, i made close friends with people that i just liked chilling with. Don't get me wrong temple friends, i love hanging out with you guys too. I'm just making a certain statement right now that I'm not sure if you'll understand. Has he labeled himself to the korean or religious christian group? I'm not sure. I wish he would just remember his roots of a kid who grew up in Minnetonka that liked meeting other kids from hopkins, benilde, wayzata, etc.
Between high school and college, our good friend changed. What happened? I have 3 more weeks with this good friend of mine. I hope something with our relationship grows. Even though it feels like old unforgettable times with him. I feel like something has drifted apart. Just talk with me peter. I read your blog from yesterday. I see you typing now and don't know what. This is all i have. I have to get back to work.
I've been introducing him around, yet he can barely hold a conversation with anyone..... It just doesn't make sense. When I would read his blogs while he would be in Korea, or look at albums where he got tagged with friends, he looked really happy. Like he could laugh and hang about with the new friends he made. I wish he could be like with me. I did grow up with him. I helped him with chores in his house sometime to help out his very loving mother. We wrote songs together. We hung out in our hometown. Skated under Hollywood Video on numerous occasions. Ate pizza in downtown wayzata. Went to God Johnson shows and plenty of other meaningful shows. Even lived together!
Him not talking. That's not helping out the image of the krew. Has he forgotten who he was? I've always told my friends here about how my friends back at home are the greatest bunch ever when it comes to hanging out. We're just a bunch of fun, chill, friendly dudes. Peter isn't really showing it. Back in high school, we weren't the jocks, the goths, the drama people, ghetto, prep, punk, whatever. We're just laid back people that everyone loved. People from any group in our grade would always be down with us to give a handshake or join a hack circle. He's a krew member. One of the originals that I hung out with in middle school. One of the ones i would look up to along with brady, mark, neumiller, and whisney when they were getting action in 8th and 9th grade and I wasn't.
I would pick our my krew group over any other part of group that I was a part of. The reason for this is the exact stuff that I listed before. Sorry my jewish brothers and sisters, my friends back at home are just different. When there's a certain labeled group, thats about it i felt. Everyone was just being friendly and meeting eachother at the synagogue just because of what they were.....Jewish. Not who they were. In high school, i made close friends with people that i just liked chilling with. Don't get me wrong temple friends, i love hanging out with you guys too. I'm just making a certain statement right now that I'm not sure if you'll understand. Has he labeled himself to the korean or religious christian group? I'm not sure. I wish he would just remember his roots of a kid who grew up in Minnetonka that liked meeting other kids from hopkins, benilde, wayzata, etc.
Between high school and college, our good friend changed. What happened? I have 3 more weeks with this good friend of mine. I hope something with our relationship grows. Even though it feels like old unforgettable times with him. I feel like something has drifted apart. Just talk with me peter. I read your blog from yesterday. I see you typing now and don't know what. This is all i have. I have to get back to work.
Friday, December 5, 2008
Aladdin Sane
A lad insane. It's a David Bowie Album/Song. David Bowie is such an influential rock star. Might I say in some way a genius? Gotta love David Bowie. Listen to that song though. I wonder if Page McConnel got his inspiration from it when he decided to write his piano part to the Phish song Bathtub Gin? They sound very similar in some ways. It's a mystery.
One time I was at this bar and there was karaoke going on. It's different from any karaoke I've ever seen. It's this guy in like his 30's who is always at this bar. He plugs in his stratocaster in the amp. Just rocks out on guitar. And then there's this big screen with lyrics. So he'll pick songs off this program on his computer, he'll play the guitar part and then you get to come up and sing. Even if you don't come up and sing, you can still see the screen from your tables and just sing from there while the guitar guy will be on the stage. I requested him to play Fame. He didn't know Fame. I asked if he had any Bowie. He said he knew Let's Dance. I said that sounds like a deal to me. He had a big list ahead of him though. I didn't know when it would come up. I would shout David Bowie at him everytime he finished a song, just hoping that it'll come up next. My friends didn't think it was going to happen. I told them that the guy and I talked it out and he said he would play David Bowie. Soon enough, even my friends were anxious to hear some Bowie. We would all shout Bowie whenever a song would end. After like 5 tries. My friends were giving up. They were like, "Max, He's not going to play it. We're going." I agreed with them. We started getting up and head our direction towards the door. And then in my ears I heard dun nu nu n n nu nuh, dun nu nu n n nu nuh. "Wait guys!" He's playing it. LETS DANCE! we turned around. I went up on stage. Started singing it. All of the sudden I looked down and my roommates were all in a train with like 30 strangers while I was singing. I was like holy fuck! I'm not even doing that great. Not like the Twist and Shout night. It was good enough though. And afterward everyone was cheering. I gave some high fives. And then my roommates all lifted me up like I won the Stanley Cup and carried me out of the bar. Good Times.
Poncho Sanchez is so amazing. If you're ever in a bad mood just listen to him. I guarantee that he'll put a smile on your face and make you want to shake your booty.
So last time I decided to get my thoughts out, I wasn't doing so hot. Well, I'm better now. I was gonna call some friends. Thinking it might cheer me up. I didn't do it. Didn't wanna bring anyone down. The next day I talked with my parents. My dad went through the surgery fine. It was nice to talk to them. Then I gave my cousins a shout. It was really good to hear their voices. They told me they missed me and asked me how I've been the past couple months. I kinda lied and said I was doing fine. But I guess it wasn't lying since I was feeling pretty good when I was talking to them. I called them when they were at the synagogue. That really cheered me up.
So I don't know what it was. I feel a better. I am a bit homesick though. A lot of my friends here like getting high. I smoked every once in a while. I've been trying to get it out of my life for the past year. Sometimes I say that I'm good. Other times I'll take the hit. I barely ever smoke anymore. Every once in a while. I'm just kind of over it. Don't really like being high that much. It's hard to talk to people. Especially girls. I told myself half a year ago that Amsterdam will be my final touch. I don't even plan to smoke there though. Just nibble on shrooms if anything. It was all a phase. It was step by step from curiosity to experience, to abuse, to addiction. What a terrible way to go.
My roommates think I'm crazy for not wanting to smoke in Amsterdam. They say it's the weed capitol of the world! Yeah? So what? What exactly will I miss? I've been high before. High off of the shittiest schwag which still fucked me up. And high from the dankest gravities (my old manager at JJ's), AK47s (minibong with frog slide, remember that Peter and Amar? Those had to be the best), oh and remember when I picked up those Juicy Fruits and brought them to your house Peter (trav, you were there too)? Those had an unbelieavable taste! Wish I could've gone to Hawaii with you guys senior year and smoked some Maui Wowie. It's all good though. Key West was so dope with trav's family. We got high with Kyle and bought the underwater disposable cameras that people get when they're about to go scuba diving. So that you can take pictures of cool ocean stuff like fish and sand. But instead, we took it to the pool and did some underwater poses. Haha! That shit was funny.
So maybe i will and maybe i wont. Probably won't though. It would be nice to hold a conversation with a friend I haven't seen in over a year. Peter comes here in 2 days! Holy shit! Wow! Can't even describe the excitement. That's all I have for now.
Oh yeah my friends. Have you seen Dexter? Everyone here is crazy about it. One of my friends says it might possibly be the greatest show ever. And he's seen Entourage and other great shows. I'll take his word. I think it's about a Serial Killer that goes around killing Serial Killers. Everyone says the episodes just keep getting better and better! Well I hope you haven't seen any. Cuz when I get back, we'll have a show to watch together. Someone download it. Or maybe I'll netflix it. I'll talk to you guys later. Peace!
One time I was at this bar and there was karaoke going on. It's different from any karaoke I've ever seen. It's this guy in like his 30's who is always at this bar. He plugs in his stratocaster in the amp. Just rocks out on guitar. And then there's this big screen with lyrics. So he'll pick songs off this program on his computer, he'll play the guitar part and then you get to come up and sing. Even if you don't come up and sing, you can still see the screen from your tables and just sing from there while the guitar guy will be on the stage. I requested him to play Fame. He didn't know Fame. I asked if he had any Bowie. He said he knew Let's Dance. I said that sounds like a deal to me. He had a big list ahead of him though. I didn't know when it would come up. I would shout David Bowie at him everytime he finished a song, just hoping that it'll come up next. My friends didn't think it was going to happen. I told them that the guy and I talked it out and he said he would play David Bowie. Soon enough, even my friends were anxious to hear some Bowie. We would all shout Bowie whenever a song would end. After like 5 tries. My friends were giving up. They were like, "Max, He's not going to play it. We're going." I agreed with them. We started getting up and head our direction towards the door. And then in my ears I heard dun nu nu n n nu nuh, dun nu nu n n nu nuh. "Wait guys!" He's playing it. LETS DANCE! we turned around. I went up on stage. Started singing it. All of the sudden I looked down and my roommates were all in a train with like 30 strangers while I was singing. I was like holy fuck! I'm not even doing that great. Not like the Twist and Shout night. It was good enough though. And afterward everyone was cheering. I gave some high fives. And then my roommates all lifted me up like I won the Stanley Cup and carried me out of the bar. Good Times.
Poncho Sanchez is so amazing. If you're ever in a bad mood just listen to him. I guarantee that he'll put a smile on your face and make you want to shake your booty.
So last time I decided to get my thoughts out, I wasn't doing so hot. Well, I'm better now. I was gonna call some friends. Thinking it might cheer me up. I didn't do it. Didn't wanna bring anyone down. The next day I talked with my parents. My dad went through the surgery fine. It was nice to talk to them. Then I gave my cousins a shout. It was really good to hear their voices. They told me they missed me and asked me how I've been the past couple months. I kinda lied and said I was doing fine. But I guess it wasn't lying since I was feeling pretty good when I was talking to them. I called them when they were at the synagogue. That really cheered me up.
So I don't know what it was. I feel a better. I am a bit homesick though. A lot of my friends here like getting high. I smoked every once in a while. I've been trying to get it out of my life for the past year. Sometimes I say that I'm good. Other times I'll take the hit. I barely ever smoke anymore. Every once in a while. I'm just kind of over it. Don't really like being high that much. It's hard to talk to people. Especially girls. I told myself half a year ago that Amsterdam will be my final touch. I don't even plan to smoke there though. Just nibble on shrooms if anything. It was all a phase. It was step by step from curiosity to experience, to abuse, to addiction. What a terrible way to go.
My roommates think I'm crazy for not wanting to smoke in Amsterdam. They say it's the weed capitol of the world! Yeah? So what? What exactly will I miss? I've been high before. High off of the shittiest schwag which still fucked me up. And high from the dankest gravities (my old manager at JJ's), AK47s (minibong with frog slide, remember that Peter and Amar? Those had to be the best), oh and remember when I picked up those Juicy Fruits and brought them to your house Peter (trav, you were there too)? Those had an unbelieavable taste! Wish I could've gone to Hawaii with you guys senior year and smoked some Maui Wowie. It's all good though. Key West was so dope with trav's family. We got high with Kyle and bought the underwater disposable cameras that people get when they're about to go scuba diving. So that you can take pictures of cool ocean stuff like fish and sand. But instead, we took it to the pool and did some underwater poses. Haha! That shit was funny.
So maybe i will and maybe i wont. Probably won't though. It would be nice to hold a conversation with a friend I haven't seen in over a year. Peter comes here in 2 days! Holy shit! Wow! Can't even describe the excitement. That's all I have for now.
Oh yeah my friends. Have you seen Dexter? Everyone here is crazy about it. One of my friends says it might possibly be the greatest show ever. And he's seen Entourage and other great shows. I'll take his word. I think it's about a Serial Killer that goes around killing Serial Killers. Everyone says the episodes just keep getting better and better! Well I hope you haven't seen any. Cuz when I get back, we'll have a show to watch together. Someone download it. Or maybe I'll netflix it. I'll talk to you guys later. Peace!
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