Sunday 28 June 2009

Leiden's cultural path

I decided to write a separate post about two events we took (passive) part in. It was a cultural festival organized by the international student network and a theater play with our friend Pim in the main part.

The festival was a bit short for us because we arrived late from Nijmegen, but still we managed to see quite a few things. There were people from all over the world representing their country on the stage - there were singing, playing, dancing, presenting traditional clothes. They were also some stalls with all sorts of foods and drinks but we didn't luck upon it... (Thanks to you Fannie!!)
Our favourite stall - Hungarian, abandoned but still with a bottle of Tokay on the table ;)
Indian fashion show
Belly dance, oh I miss it!
Russian kids - they danced and sung, really nice.
The last performers were Dutch as you may guess ;) The clog dance, finally I saw it after two years of living in the Netherlands...

A few days later, we went to the Pim's play. It was Shakespeare in a very inventive arrangement. And the actors played so professionally, even if they were 'only' students. The play was 3 hours long, but we didn't feel it because of it's lively plot and witty dialogues, moreover, we left with the unsatisfied hunger... I wish there was a second part.

You can see the crazy, colourful clothes, weird and very simple scenography, completely not Shakespearey one might say, but it really didn't matter, it was actually the thing that made the whole play more interesting. There were so many tiny details, difficult to notice (not for me of course) but adding so much to the story... Amazing experience!

Soap bubbles in the last scene, it wasn't tacky at all!
And this is Pim, our up-and-coming star :)

Leiden's path

You value a thing/person/place when you lose them. That's an old truth. I would never think I will miss Leiden so much. Leiden not only as a city I know well but also as people, my friends...
We (me and Bob) went to Leiden a few times recently, for a toga party - which was really nice, for a summer linguistic school and for the graduation of a few people I studied with.
Moments like those make me realize how everything changes... Irretrievably. Well, I don't want to sound melancholic here. I was very happy to see those places and those people!

One of the lovely canals and bridges of Leiden
The view from the V&D cafe

The toga party - we were invited be the people we used to live with - it was very sweet of them. The party was really nice, almost everybody wore a Roman toga, there was wine, grapes and not quite Roman tzatziki with crisps ;)

We didn't bring our own togas all the way from Nijmegen, but thanks to Saskia we got some of hers. Seems like she has a whole collection ;) Bob above.

Saskia, Rebecca and a guy.
More people joined after midnight...
Gadaris, a Roman god ;)

We went to good old Katwijk - a little town at the seaside, on the way to which I talked to Bob for the first time in May 2008 :) We went there quite a few times, mostly to skate, well, Bob skated, I was taking pictures ;)




Then we went to the beach. The weather was really nice, you could tell by the number of people lying in the sun...
...including us ;)

...and some of us had secret admirers ;) (I hope they don't discover the photo of the girl here) This beautiful girl was looking and smiling at Bob all the time and said 'Doei' when was leaving ;) She was so cute!
I liked looking at the boy, he was so determined building the dam... A real Dutchman ;)
clouds... and Hitchcock-like birds...

Graduation day for Anna, Beata, Boris and Marjoleine. It was also a nice experience, although I managed to see only two presentations, but I attended four 'parties' ;) I hope I'll be graduating soon myself...

Congratulations Anna! You managed against all odds!
The very-interested-looking-guy on the right is Anna's supervisor :)
There is a tradition to put your signature on the wall at the university when you graduate.
And this is the first page of Anna's thesis and I AM mentioned there too!! That was a very nice surprise! Thanks Anna (you!)!
Congratulations Marjoleine! A thesis cum laude!
And the party, well, one of them. Congrats Boris!
Yeah, right...
Anna and Despoina - our love-birds ;) It was sooooo nice to see you guys! Next time we'll see each other in Chania :)

Michael Jackson's path



I still cannot believe he died... I remember celebrating his 34rd birthday - I was playing his music all day long, in a room where the biggest wall was all covered with posters of him... There were a few of us, teenagers, adoring the guy and his masterpieces... Almost every single song was great which made it easier to listen - we didn't have to forward the tapes to skip a crappy song (there were no CDs then).
I kept liking him and his music later too... It was usually kind of 'uncool' to admit that someone liked him, but I always did, and I never let people talk silly things about him (skin whitening etc.). I stayed pretty unemotional hearing the news about his supposed pedophilia, I thought that noone ever caught him, they even dropped charges against him (and I bet it would be a nice piece of news for tabloids if he actually was a pedophile), his weird behaviour regarding his children (masks on their faces, showing off the baby out of the balcony)...

I've read a few interviews with people who met him personally, including our former president AK, and he seemed to be a very, nice, shy, a bit lost man... Trying to get over all the bad things he experienced during his short childhood. He was probably trying to get it back during his life, but he didn't quite realize it was not possible, even if you surround yourself with children, even if you buy carousels... He lived this dream till the end.
I felt sorry for him. But he did so much good, for children, for black people, for the world really... There are as many people loving him as hating... But one thing is clear for everyone - he was a great artist. I feel really strange knowing that he's not with us here... I really wanted to see him live. I always envied Żaba, a friend, who saw him in Warsaw... The only live thing about him I saw was a rocky band playing his covers, really good event, in Leipzig, Germany in 2008 - thanks Rebecca! :)
This is the song that always makes me veeery emotional... It's got such a simple but powerful message... Like himself.

"Man In The Mirror"

I'm Gonna Make A Change,
For Once In My Life
It's Gonna Feel Real Good,
Gonna Make A Difference
Gonna Make It Right . . .

As I, Turn Up The Collar On My
Favourite Winter Coat
This Wind Is Blowin' My Mind
I See The Kids In The Street,
With Not Enough To Eat
Who Am I, To Be Blind?
Pretending Not To See
Their Needs
A Summer's Disregard,
A Broken Bottle Top
And A One Man's Soul
They Follow Each Other On
The Wind Ya' Know
'Cause They Got Nowhere
To Go
That's Why I Want You To
Know

I'm Starting With The Man In
The Mirror
I'm Asking Him To Change
His Ways
And No Message Could Have
Been Any Clearer
If You Wanna Make The World
A Better Place
Take A Look At Yourself, And
Then Make A Change...