# Ireland 02'08'26 18:38
Ireland is great so far. This is the first time I'm checking my mail -
in ten days - and the paper I bought yesterday is still lying unread at the
bottom of my little bagpack.
Three days in Doolin which were nice, the Barren impressive, the cliffs
not suo much as there were a few tourists in the way *couch*.
Then Clifdon which got me hooked. Excellent hostel (friendly owner who puts
his soul in the place - you pick that up, so the kitchen was naturally
kept clean, people friendly, and so on.), some good people there, met some
folks with a car so got driven to p-laces I otherwise wouldn't have been
to. But the best thing? Spending time alone during the day. Hired a bike one
day and did some 60km through some really forsaken wild land - bogs,
mountains, then around pinetree island which was civilisation compared to
what came before. Another day, hitched to the southernmost peninsula
and walked from bay to bay until I had one for myself. And sat there for
hours, watching the atlantic come on.
A beach with cows - they're grazing on the adjacent meadows but occasionally
like to take a walk on the beach. Heavy beasts - their hooves made deep
footprints in the sand.
And much more of course. Too much to type in in an internet cafe at 6 euro
per hour with the sun shining bright outside (oh, the famous rain -
which rain?) but it's been good. Really coming to rest.
So now arrived in Galway, and it is a shock to be back in a city. I think
I'll flee to one of the Aran islands tomorrow, and then wednesday off to
Ennis - Galway is a fine city from what I've seen so far, but it is that;
a city. Haven't quite adjusted yet. So I sat down with a latte in a quiet
place away from the main tourist trade (it seemed, at least), then treated
myself to a haircut of all things. Oow-ee-are. Yay. Feels good. They won't
recognize me in the hostel where I checked in this afternoon...
# what's this say about the dutch? 02'08'15 10:59
Just found out that Eudora's spellcheck knows the english emigrate but not the dutch emigreren. Now what does that say about the dutch.
# Vondelpark this sunday 02'08'09 13:00 link
And if you're in Amsterdam this sunday: check out the open air concert in the
Vondelpark. Looks like a great afternoon, highlights:
Lillian Vieira (of ZUCO 103 fame) at two,
Raymond van het Groenewoud at three,
and, of course, the great Fernando Lameirinhas rounding it off from five to six.
Here's to a great afternoon. Even if it pours.
# Great balls of fire 02'08'08 10:05 link
Accordion virtuoso Rolf Harris' accordion
caught fire
on stage.
guests brought the blaze under control by pouring pints of water over the accordion.
"It was a case of spontaneous combustion - imagine the insurance claim," Harris later joked.
Gotta tell Accordionguy !
Dangerous sport, mate!
# Mesquita 02'08'08 01:00 link
# guilt 02'08'07 13:17
And then she asked me if I had ever truly felt the pain and suffering I had caused to others without the guilt coming in.
Silence on the line. And I realized, I never have.
You see, I have caused others pain. People I love.
It happens all the time. Either because I
was stupid and made a mistake, because something had larger ramifications than
seemed at the time, or because I just chose the least bad option in a
tricky situation. And sometimes, the hurt was already present inside the other,
and I brought it to the surface.
There's no avoiding it. It happens. It is part of living life in this
illusionary world.
But how difficult it is to accept it. Guilt lurks around the corner, and
damnit, it's so easy to let it overshadow everything else, including
compassion for the person in pain.
A friend called last night, in distress, she needed support.
I listened, let her talk,
I'm good at that. Then we came to the bigger issue - the hurt she's still
feeling about what I did to her when
(to summarize a long story in three words) I left her.
And immediately *bang* ... there was my guilt trip ... and in no time,
I was lost and confused, stuttering on the phone, my head taking over the
talking,
and with that I was of no support to her at all, effectively
turning all attention to me. Shite.
And then she asked me if I had ever truly felt the pain and suffering I
had caused to others without the guilt coming in.
And she was so right. Time to grow up, again.
# Technology and buddhism 02'08'06 10:01 link
# 50/50 02'08'02 10:03
Sweet, sweet. Journey, single step, starts with, etcetera.
I've booked an eleven-day intensive course - I'd nearly written crash course
there - for the practical side of things, but this was the first hurdle.
+links & reads
Energy Chair Massage Amsterdam
Doei's weblog
Paul&Thirs
A&L
F&S
El Reg
EachMan
Merel Roze
DrunkenBlog
Macintouch
Alterslash
Rood Petje
Eriksrailnews
OVL
AccordionGuy
Amsterwitched
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