Missed me? Miss America. And She Missed The Beat (click and listen!). You can't be missed if you never go away, or so they say, but I can imagine that my absence might have made few of you reluctant to keep checking. Please forward the message to other readers that there's another post on here, and that my Photo Album has been updated!
Last time I wrote here, my parents had just been here, and I've been shortly describing where we've gone, and not so much what we did. I guess this is going to be another one of those posts, but I've been to three concerts in the meantime, so I'll rate those again.
At work, things have been back to their old state. Even though I had my goodbye postcard and switched departments (on paper, as well as on the workfloor for a good 3 weeks), I've been back in Le Marche for the most part. Like, 98% of the time part. Le Marche has changed a lot, not just because/since Pierre left, and we had to manage things without a manager for a long time, but there are only 2 people left working there that I worked with when I started. And that will soon go down to just one of them. The menu has changed too; our signature pizzas have been replaced by Focaccia bread pizzas, which do seem to appeal to people, but to me, they will never be able to beat what we sold before. Other menu items were taken off, good selling items that I wouldn't have touched myself, but that's another thing. New people came. A manager, another MIT (Manager In Training, like myself), and some Baristas. More people will come. More items have come to fill up shelves. Even more items will be added. It's a constant evolving restaurant, but over half of the changes have not benefitted what it once was. The main thing, revolving around the menu change, as well, is that we don't have chefs anymore. They took them out when we still had the old menu, and I ended up making pizzas and other items all night long. That really pissed me off big time since there were so few things in place for me to work with. Ten or eleven hour shifts were standard that first week. Things have calmed down, everything is now streamlined and the new people have seemed to found their way around everything, but Banquets is still completely dead and with Tina officially being transferred as well, there's not much to look forward to, concerning a change of pace.
In the future, however, there is still the planned trip to New York City (May 15-19), somewhat, and a day trip to the Bahamas again (May 21), as well as my ticket to the Vans Warped Tour (July 25) where I'll be seeing Saosin again (CAN'T WAIT!), as well as InnerPartySystem, Escape The Fate, A Day To Remember, Attack Attack!, Monty Are I, The Devil Wears Prada and a load of others.
I've also been thinking of what I want to do in August, when I get to travel. I'm thinking Las Vegas, Grand Canyon, California for about two weeks, and Seattle, before I fly back home. Any tips and ideas are appreciated.
As for the concerts the last few months, which have basically been the only entertainment I've had on my days off, on which I usually catch up with TV series, do some work, make some music, or just do nothing, here's the list with ratings;
First up was Rockstar Taste of Chaos, on March 17, where I had the pleasure of seeing six bands live on one night. It all started out with a local band, who had apparently won a contest (according to their merch guy) that gave them a spot on the stage. Back To The Party [4/10] was nothing but just another poppunk band. Nothing original, nothing good, just nothing. They got a few people energetic and it's still better than no music, but I guess that's all there is to them. Next up was Four Year Strong [7/10]. People with beards making pretty decent music that got things started nicely. Followed by Pierce The Veil [9/10] who seemed to do almost everything right, except for ending with a cover song of Michael Jackson's beat it, as well as playing another cover of Katy Perry earlier. Cancer Bats [8/10] did what they had to. Go fast, go hard and entertain the crowd. Then it was time for the band that almost all teenagers had been waiting for. A show from UK Metalheads Bring Me The Horizon [9/10]. Great set, energetic, but they didn't overwhelm me as much as they could have, given the air time their latest album Suicide Season got with me. A lot of teenagers then went out the venue to score autographs and pictures with BMTH, but then missed out on the very best band of the evening, Thursday [10/10]. The music live sounds so much better than on CD, and everything sounded so mature and well played.
The next show that I've got to see what Silverstein headlining a nice night of screams. Before Their Eyes [7,5/10] were up first, playing solid, but not impressive. Second show, the next band, where the cover song was actually the highlight of the show. Apart from the 40+ times Fuck the singer mentioned, their Britney - Toxic cover (released on Punk Goes Pop Vol. 2) there wasn't much memorable about A Static Lullaby [5/10]. Third band of the night was BlessTheFall [8,5/10] where their sreaming bass player was actually better than their new frontman Beau Bokan (who replaced Craig Mabbitt after his departure to Escape The Fate). Old songs from Craig sung by Beau went alright, and he's as much of a pretty boy as Craig is, but it all doesn't appeal that much. Silverstein [10/10] ended the night perfectly, playing songs from almost all of their albums, and bringing the BTF Bass/Screamer on stage for an encore with them was well done. I said an encore, but they actually played a 3-song encore that noone seemed to mind at all. The crowd was far from perfect this night (unlike at Taste Of Chaos) which was a slight shame, but it's been a good night.
Then last night, the 25th, I saw Dredg perform again (yes, I did). They were supported by two other bands, first being the instrumentalists from From Monument To Masses [9,5/10] who had an amazing drummer, a very energetic and diverse guitar player and a good bass player to round it off. Great songs live (slightly better than on the CD I bought last night) to get everyone started.
The second band was Torche [2/10] which was a downright joke. Getting things started with some kind of personal party was good enough, but after that one song everything seemed to be ready for fast, loud, hard and without any skill or passion. Dredg [9/10] performed as they did last time, only slightly less active in between songs. Less interaction, slightly less passion, as if they were just there to get things over with. No encore either, but luckily they played Ode To The Sun and Bug Eyes already. They played the same new songs they played half a year ago as well, so no new material this time, really.
I think that's all for now. I'll be updating my photo album and add descriptions to it for everyone to look at, and there's one more youtube video to be posted (but be sure to check out the song And She Missed The Beat, linked to in my first paragraph).
Thursday - Resuscitation Of A Dead Man
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Times Like These
Times like the past month. And two weeks. The past six weeks in total. It's been way too long, and frankly, I still don't feel like prioritizing any of this to share the weekly stories. For some reason I just want to spend my time doing nothing in particular, wasting time with small things that don't take too much thinking or doing. When I'm at home, at least. I do still waste my time on other things when I'm not sitting behind the computer, or downstairs.
So, what happened all these weeks? After I got back from Colorado, because that's how long it has been (and I wonder who kept checking back every now and then to check if I posted an update, I'm sorry to those of you). And this is the thing with not posting things and not really track either. I can't remember everything of it.
I'm going to give a quick recap of the things I do know, and I guess it started with a transfer from Le Marche to Banquets. Getting myself some insight in the world of meetings, weddings and big group dinners. The first two weeks I was there I worked in the set-up team. Changing meeting rooms into the form the people wanted it to be (well, not changing the rooms, but the tables, chairs etc. in them). I got acquainted with the names of the meeting rooms, each of them carrying a translation for Sun (or having the name Sun itself). I still don't know all the languages they're in, but most you can place, being Akala, Aurinko, Del Sol, Jua, Sonne, Soleil, Surya and Tai Yang. Whenever I work in Banquets now, I mostly direct the meetings, together with Waldin, the manager. I get to look pretty in suit, steer things, run around for things that are missing and making sure the people are happy and well informed. Whenever it's not too busy in Banquets and they basically can deal without me, I work in Le Marche still.
That's it for the work situation, I think. If there are any questions about anything I'm pretty sure I'll find them in my inbox or as a reaction somewhere.
Next up; family vacation. I've had some company from the people I used to live with. Mom, Hans and my sister came over for two weeks. Picked them up from Miami Airport on a monday night (after one missed turn at the airport I spent another 30 minutes to try and get back there, I officially hate that place now, so please, fly to Fort Lauderdale Airport if you want me to pick you up - actually, I think I know Miami by now too, but yeah). The Tuesday after I got to work a double shift in both Le Marche (morning) and Banquets (evening). In the days that followed I worked some more, but found some time to hit Sawgrass Mills quickly, for some outlet shopping with all of them. Knowing the size of Sawgrass, I had to warn everyone to shop different than what they're used to. No random browsing, but looking for the things you want or need, and keep going, if you want to see most of the shops in the few hours we had. I bought a nice shirt to wear to work, and some sports clothing. I think there's nothing more to shop for except a few more shirts to expand my leisure collection even further. I seem to be developing an addiction for shirts slowly. Friday we left for Miami to head out on a cruise to the Bahamas. The ship was amazing and easy when docked, but the waves make it a whole different story. Dining in a room that makes your head reach for your food automatically, or pushing your fork away from your mouth, now that's something! Arrived at Nassau overnight, and spent the day walking around the streets, trying to get some authenticity insight by not joining any tours but picking our own streets. The weather was in our favor, as it should be, and we had a nice day. Getting back for docked dinner on the ship, and a night of taking things easy and browsing around. The next day we would leave early in the morning, and spend a day at sea, getting to constantly stuff ourselves with whatever we wanted to eat and drink around there, and playing some mini golf or getting some tan (or should I say sunburn, for two of them), before getting back to sleep again later that day. Early morning in Miami found us without transportation, so unfortunately, a nicely priced cab took us home. I got to work some more in the week after, and had my days off from Friday to Monday, giving us the chance to visit Miami for a day of walking around (visiting Bayside Marketplace, Lincoln Road for late lunch, and getting a glimpse of South Beach). The day after was Keys day, driving to Key West very early, stopping at Key Largo, eating at Islamorada and browsing Key West later, stopping at a few State Parks along the way. Personally, I think the road to Key West is lots better than the city itself, but being there for an extra night and morning might not hurt anyone for later. The way back went about twice as fast, not having to stop anywhere along the way.
Then, a day off to go easy, and departure day, taking everyone to Miami again.
I've also found a new hobby to waste my time and money on (I know, this sounds way worse than it is, or even slightly demeaning, but I assure you all, it's nothing like it), called Valeria. Went to see a concert with her and my sister, seeing five bands perform in Revolution Live, being Anarbor [n/a], Every Avenue [6,5/10], Meg & Dia [7,5/10], Breathe Carolina [5,5/10] and Cute Is What We Aim For [8,5/10].
There has, of course, been way more to the past few weeks. I could describe the concerts, mention events, nights out with Valeria and share some anecdotes from work or home (like one of Georgi's Bulgarian friends ending up on the couch of the neighbours, at night) but that's something for another night in person with all of you reading this.
I also have to share two songs now. First, an acoustic version of Foo Fighters - Times Like These, just because it's one of the nicest acoustic versions ever, and second, the new video from Red, an orchestral hardrock band who have just released their second album, called Innocence And Instinct, the song being called "Death of Me".
So, what happened all these weeks? After I got back from Colorado, because that's how long it has been (and I wonder who kept checking back every now and then to check if I posted an update, I'm sorry to those of you). And this is the thing with not posting things and not really track either. I can't remember everything of it.
I'm going to give a quick recap of the things I do know, and I guess it started with a transfer from Le Marche to Banquets. Getting myself some insight in the world of meetings, weddings and big group dinners. The first two weeks I was there I worked in the set-up team. Changing meeting rooms into the form the people wanted it to be (well, not changing the rooms, but the tables, chairs etc. in them). I got acquainted with the names of the meeting rooms, each of them carrying a translation for Sun (or having the name Sun itself). I still don't know all the languages they're in, but most you can place, being Akala, Aurinko, Del Sol, Jua, Sonne, Soleil, Surya and Tai Yang. Whenever I work in Banquets now, I mostly direct the meetings, together with Waldin, the manager. I get to look pretty in suit, steer things, run around for things that are missing and making sure the people are happy and well informed. Whenever it's not too busy in Banquets and they basically can deal without me, I work in Le Marche still.
That's it for the work situation, I think. If there are any questions about anything I'm pretty sure I'll find them in my inbox or as a reaction somewhere.
Next up; family vacation. I've had some company from the people I used to live with. Mom, Hans and my sister came over for two weeks. Picked them up from Miami Airport on a monday night (after one missed turn at the airport I spent another 30 minutes to try and get back there, I officially hate that place now, so please, fly to Fort Lauderdale Airport if you want me to pick you up - actually, I think I know Miami by now too, but yeah). The Tuesday after I got to work a double shift in both Le Marche (morning) and Banquets (evening). In the days that followed I worked some more, but found some time to hit Sawgrass Mills quickly, for some outlet shopping with all of them. Knowing the size of Sawgrass, I had to warn everyone to shop different than what they're used to. No random browsing, but looking for the things you want or need, and keep going, if you want to see most of the shops in the few hours we had. I bought a nice shirt to wear to work, and some sports clothing. I think there's nothing more to shop for except a few more shirts to expand my leisure collection even further. I seem to be developing an addiction for shirts slowly. Friday we left for Miami to head out on a cruise to the Bahamas. The ship was amazing and easy when docked, but the waves make it a whole different story. Dining in a room that makes your head reach for your food automatically, or pushing your fork away from your mouth, now that's something! Arrived at Nassau overnight, and spent the day walking around the streets, trying to get some authenticity insight by not joining any tours but picking our own streets. The weather was in our favor, as it should be, and we had a nice day. Getting back for docked dinner on the ship, and a night of taking things easy and browsing around. The next day we would leave early in the morning, and spend a day at sea, getting to constantly stuff ourselves with whatever we wanted to eat and drink around there, and playing some mini golf or getting some tan (or should I say sunburn, for two of them), before getting back to sleep again later that day. Early morning in Miami found us without transportation, so unfortunately, a nicely priced cab took us home. I got to work some more in the week after, and had my days off from Friday to Monday, giving us the chance to visit Miami for a day of walking around (visiting Bayside Marketplace, Lincoln Road for late lunch, and getting a glimpse of South Beach). The day after was Keys day, driving to Key West very early, stopping at Key Largo, eating at Islamorada and browsing Key West later, stopping at a few State Parks along the way. Personally, I think the road to Key West is lots better than the city itself, but being there for an extra night and morning might not hurt anyone for later. The way back went about twice as fast, not having to stop anywhere along the way.
Then, a day off to go easy, and departure day, taking everyone to Miami again.
I've also found a new hobby to waste my time and money on (I know, this sounds way worse than it is, or even slightly demeaning, but I assure you all, it's nothing like it), called Valeria. Went to see a concert with her and my sister, seeing five bands perform in Revolution Live, being Anarbor [n/a], Every Avenue [6,5/10], Meg & Dia [7,5/10], Breathe Carolina [5,5/10] and Cute Is What We Aim For [8,5/10].
There has, of course, been way more to the past few weeks. I could describe the concerts, mention events, nights out with Valeria and share some anecdotes from work or home (like one of Georgi's Bulgarian friends ending up on the couch of the neighbours, at night) but that's something for another night in person with all of you reading this.
I also have to share two songs now. First, an acoustic version of Foo Fighters - Times Like These, just because it's one of the nicest acoustic versions ever, and second, the new video from Red, an orchestral hardrock band who have just released their second album, called Innocence And Instinct, the song being called "Death of Me".
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Ride
So, I've just spent my days off in Colorado. Snowboarding. Wonderful vacation, and everything I needed to really have it feel like a vacation. A sunny beach doesn't do that anymore, and luckily, almost every single thing there in Colorado was a complete change from what it is over here.
Instead of everything being completely flat, there are hills and mountain ranges everywhere you look. Instead of blocks of housing, the streets are actually curved and have proper streetnames (instead of 8th, 9th or 10th Street). The weather was freezing and there was snow all over, instead of the sweaty weather with sun every minute. I spent my time off, accompanied by girls only (and Bart, of course), instead of the other housemates and people dropping by, who are guys 90% of the time.
On day one, we left from Fort Lauderdale-Hollywood Airport (FLL) at 6:15, meaning we had to get up early enough to actually catch that flight. I had closed the day before, but was surprisingly awake and remained in that state throughout the day. We had one stop to make on our way to Denver, which was in Houston. Everything on the way to Houston was easy, seeing the sun rise on the way there, and having a pleasant trip. Had an hour to wait at the airport, and boarded the next plane. While making our way to take-off, we stop and wait for a short period of time. After that stop we are told that we are going back to the gate to have engineers check on the plane. We are told to wait for 15 minutes. For another 30. Then asked to leave the plane. While at the gate again, we are told we would be getting an update within the hour. After that hour, another hour before they know something. Then they knew they had to be looking for another plane (I saw 6, just looking out the window, but apparently they were no good to us). We were waiting for a plane from L.A. to land so they could prepare that for our flight instead. Total delay on Houston; 6,5 hours! On our way to Denver again. When landed there, we were quick to pick up our luggage and made our way to the CME (Colorado Mountain Express) desk quickly. Marieke had arranged this for us already, with her employee/contacts discount. We were able to get on a bus straight away, and it basically left when we got in. Packed in warm clothing we drove through dark mountains for little over 2 hours (sun went down after leaving Denver) and we were picked up by Kiki, Marieke and Fleur at the Vail Transportation Center. Went to celebrate their housemate's (New Zealand's own Juliet) birthday in town at a restaurant that was all too tropical for the surroundings. Employees in Hawaii shirts and ocean-like carpet on the floor. Had a good meal though, and had a little piece of cake for the birthday celebration.
Found our place in the loft of the apartment, which was a good sleeping place, if it wasn't for that staircase (getting back to that later).
Day two found us waking up at 6:30, to go and arrange our snowboards and other gear around 7:30. All this was arranged with the down payment of a sturdy supply of beer. Ready to go, we went by home again to pick up some final items, and we went with the bus, which stops across the street, to have it take us to Beaver Creek Village, from which we departed up the hill, after using our discount coupons for the lift tickets (normally 92 a day, now 45). Kiki and Fleur were with us, and we went up the mountain, going all the way up to the top, going down a few times and taking that Cinch Express lift up every time again. I got the feel of it quite quick, despite my small amount of experience. Apparently I did better than everyone expected me to do, having only a bit of indoor experience, never being down a real mountain in real snow before. Had our lunch at Spruce Saddle, a (green certified, being the only one in a ski-area) restaurant. It was located between the initial lift we took from Beaver Creek, the Centennial Express and Cinch. We also had to go find Bart once, by the way. We sent him down a black slope and Kiki and I would go take it easy for me instead. However, Bart's slope didn't quite end where we hoped it did, and Kiki went in pursuit mode and talked to him. I went down a nice blue slope there, trying to get to where they were. Kiki found Bart and arrangements were made. Took a few slopes down the other way, and found ourselves in Bachelor Gulch for the rest of the day. One of the slopes goes by Kiki's work in that same village. Later that day we had Marieke join us, but I didn't get a chance to board with her just yet as I made a pretty nasty fall when I was going down with one of my highest speeds of the day. It all felt really good, going down, and I had my confidence with me. At one point, I had a sentence going through my head (I don't know if it was from a song or anything) and the next thing I know is that I use my board to slow myself down. I was lying flat on my back for a minute, trying to get everything straight again, and I went down with broken confidence and a few sore spots. These kind of things don't help the mental state and I just didn't dare to do certain things anymore, making boarding far from comfortable, so that's when I called it a day. They went up for a few more runs, as I waited down at McCoy's restaurant in Beaver Creek again. Marieke went back to work (just boarding during your break, how cool is that?) and Fleur and I had some Starbucks while Bart and Kiki did some runs again. At the end of the day, the three of them went back up for some final action.
Saturday was action in Vail! One of the most famous winter sport places in the States, Vail provided us with big slopes, more beautiful people and the same great weather as the day before. In Vail, the mountain has a double use, as you can use the front side, and the back bowls. These are, as the name suggests, bowl shaped runs down, everything starting from all sides, and ending in a distinct point down the pointing, coming together. We started off with some rides on the front side, as the Back Bowls are usually blue and black slopes (medium to difficult). On our first time down the Back Bowls we used one of the catwalks to get down, very flat paved roads that go throughout the landscape getting you from A to B as well. These roads should be fun, but they're not. Not if you've got my beginner skills of going fast straight. Apart from not being able to steer well when there's no speed, I also had problems maintaining any speed at all, causing me to stop at certain points of the trail. That particular (called; Sleepytime, no kidding) trail took a lot, and I mean a lot of energy out of me. Luckily, like after each and after slope, there's a lift going up which allowed me to recover a little bit. Going down the Chopstix in China Bowl, making me practice those straight speeds and having a huge amount of fun while doing so (without falling) was not worth the Sleepytime ride, but it made for at least some of it. Lunch up on the mountaintop at Two Elk Restaurant (were 5 drinks, 5 cookies and a sandwich will get you to 58 bucks - without employee discount, that is). Did one or two more Bowl runs down and went to the front of the mountain again, finishing up the day.
Day 3 of snowboarding (day 4 of the vacation) brought us, early in the morning, to Vail again. Having sworn to not do anymore catwalks today, we still went to the Back Bowls. Found another catwalk down instead (which was better) and did more Chopstix runs down. Again, went to Two Elk to replenish energy, and had a great day there. Made our way up to another peak and went down Cloud Nine. The best slope I've gone down in all these days. On the top of that slope, the paths were surrounded by trees, and you could take about 5 directions because of all the groups of trees standing on the slope. Was a great sight, great feeling and made for a lot of fun, twisting and turning your way down. The second part of that slope was a steep kind of catwalk. Quickly going, neatly paved and broad enough for all kinds of traffic to go through. Had a great day in Vail, the last day with all of the girls. Or any of the girls, actually, since every single one of them had to work on monday. When we got home, we did some quick groceries, and Bart went to play Pancake Chef.
Day four found us back in Beaver Creek, were Bart and I took the same elevator up as the first day (Centennial), after we got another set of comped passes for 45$ each (instead of the 92 in Beaver Creek a day, or 97 in Vail, where we also got one free day, and one 45$ pass).
Did about four runs on the newly groomed way down from Cinch, as there were hardly any people on the slopes at the time, and they provide for a good warm-up. Did a small piece of black slope there, but had to really keep my brakes on there. After the fourth run we took a left, and followed the slopes and lifts we needed to get to Bachelor Gulch. Before we got there, we had another catwalk to take, and yes, it was a really bad one. Took the Bachelor Gulch Express there, up the mountain, and stayed left as much as we could, following SMS instructions from Kiki, who wanted to welcome us to her work with some hot drinks (coffee for Bart and Hot Chocolate for me). Her work was conveniently located straight off one of the slopes, allowing her to literally snowboard to work if she wanted to. Rested up, enjoyed the hospitality and the nice interior of the place, and went back snowboarding. We spent the day with earphones in one ear, having music downhill. A nice selection of It Dies Today, Lostprophets and Silent Descent being my soundtrack of the slopes. Around 2PM, going downhill, I made a weird fall on one of the blue slopes around Bachelor Gulch, during which I hurt myself quite bad (I think I might have fallen on my phone, which in turn bruised my ribs). I told Bart that was the end of my day, after I had remained in the snow for a minute. Took our time to make it back to Beaver Creek again, and I went to wait at McCoy's again, while Bart took his time for final runs down the mountain. That night it was pizza time at a place called Pazzo's. Which, truly, made the best pizza I've eaten (on a little sidenote, I hardly ever ate it before I got to the States).
After that we went for a little drink in ice cold Vail (it could get down to -5/10 Celsius, or 10 Fahrenheit if you want). During our stay in one of the bars, we were presented with two printed photos in magnetic holders. They are now placed on our fridge for everyone to enjoy. The photos are also up at this photobook you all know so well by now.
Day 6 found us picked up around 11AM by the CME again, taking us to Denver airport for a non-delay flight to Fort Lauderdale, stopping at Dallas this time around. Landed 20 minutes earlier than planned, around 11:20, and had Georgi pick us up.
Great vacation, great experiences, and absolutely amazing hosting from the girls over there. Everything was arranged, everything had a discount, and they were stunning company (and guides) over there. We joked about going there again before the season ends. If work didn't require all the time, and if I had the money, I probably would. They might be coming over to get some beach feeling with us in May instead, so we'll see.
One of my favorite tracks going downhill; Lostprophets - To Hell We Ride
Instead of everything being completely flat, there are hills and mountain ranges everywhere you look. Instead of blocks of housing, the streets are actually curved and have proper streetnames (instead of 8th, 9th or 10th Street). The weather was freezing and there was snow all over, instead of the sweaty weather with sun every minute. I spent my time off, accompanied by girls only (and Bart, of course), instead of the other housemates and people dropping by, who are guys 90% of the time.
On day one, we left from Fort Lauderdale-Hollywood Airport (FLL) at 6:15, meaning we had to get up early enough to actually catch that flight. I had closed the day before, but was surprisingly awake and remained in that state throughout the day. We had one stop to make on our way to Denver, which was in Houston. Everything on the way to Houston was easy, seeing the sun rise on the way there, and having a pleasant trip. Had an hour to wait at the airport, and boarded the next plane. While making our way to take-off, we stop and wait for a short period of time. After that stop we are told that we are going back to the gate to have engineers check on the plane. We are told to wait for 15 minutes. For another 30. Then asked to leave the plane. While at the gate again, we are told we would be getting an update within the hour. After that hour, another hour before they know something. Then they knew they had to be looking for another plane (I saw 6, just looking out the window, but apparently they were no good to us). We were waiting for a plane from L.A. to land so they could prepare that for our flight instead. Total delay on Houston; 6,5 hours! On our way to Denver again. When landed there, we were quick to pick up our luggage and made our way to the CME (Colorado Mountain Express) desk quickly. Marieke had arranged this for us already, with her employee/contacts discount. We were able to get on a bus straight away, and it basically left when we got in. Packed in warm clothing we drove through dark mountains for little over 2 hours (sun went down after leaving Denver) and we were picked up by Kiki, Marieke and Fleur at the Vail Transportation Center. Went to celebrate their housemate's (New Zealand's own Juliet) birthday in town at a restaurant that was all too tropical for the surroundings. Employees in Hawaii shirts and ocean-like carpet on the floor. Had a good meal though, and had a little piece of cake for the birthday celebration.
Found our place in the loft of the apartment, which was a good sleeping place, if it wasn't for that staircase (getting back to that later).
Day two found us waking up at 6:30, to go and arrange our snowboards and other gear around 7:30. All this was arranged with the down payment of a sturdy supply of beer. Ready to go, we went by home again to pick up some final items, and we went with the bus, which stops across the street, to have it take us to Beaver Creek Village, from which we departed up the hill, after using our discount coupons for the lift tickets (normally 92 a day, now 45). Kiki and Fleur were with us, and we went up the mountain, going all the way up to the top, going down a few times and taking that Cinch Express lift up every time again. I got the feel of it quite quick, despite my small amount of experience. Apparently I did better than everyone expected me to do, having only a bit of indoor experience, never being down a real mountain in real snow before. Had our lunch at Spruce Saddle, a (green certified, being the only one in a ski-area) restaurant. It was located between the initial lift we took from Beaver Creek, the Centennial Express and Cinch. We also had to go find Bart once, by the way. We sent him down a black slope and Kiki and I would go take it easy for me instead. However, Bart's slope didn't quite end where we hoped it did, and Kiki went in pursuit mode and talked to him. I went down a nice blue slope there, trying to get to where they were. Kiki found Bart and arrangements were made. Took a few slopes down the other way, and found ourselves in Bachelor Gulch for the rest of the day. One of the slopes goes by Kiki's work in that same village. Later that day we had Marieke join us, but I didn't get a chance to board with her just yet as I made a pretty nasty fall when I was going down with one of my highest speeds of the day. It all felt really good, going down, and I had my confidence with me. At one point, I had a sentence going through my head (I don't know if it was from a song or anything) and the next thing I know is that I use my board to slow myself down. I was lying flat on my back for a minute, trying to get everything straight again, and I went down with broken confidence and a few sore spots. These kind of things don't help the mental state and I just didn't dare to do certain things anymore, making boarding far from comfortable, so that's when I called it a day. They went up for a few more runs, as I waited down at McCoy's restaurant in Beaver Creek again. Marieke went back to work (just boarding during your break, how cool is that?) and Fleur and I had some Starbucks while Bart and Kiki did some runs again. At the end of the day, the three of them went back up for some final action.
Saturday was action in Vail! One of the most famous winter sport places in the States, Vail provided us with big slopes, more beautiful people and the same great weather as the day before. In Vail, the mountain has a double use, as you can use the front side, and the back bowls. These are, as the name suggests, bowl shaped runs down, everything starting from all sides, and ending in a distinct point down the pointing, coming together. We started off with some rides on the front side, as the Back Bowls are usually blue and black slopes (medium to difficult). On our first time down the Back Bowls we used one of the catwalks to get down, very flat paved roads that go throughout the landscape getting you from A to B as well. These roads should be fun, but they're not. Not if you've got my beginner skills of going fast straight. Apart from not being able to steer well when there's no speed, I also had problems maintaining any speed at all, causing me to stop at certain points of the trail. That particular (called; Sleepytime, no kidding) trail took a lot, and I mean a lot of energy out of me. Luckily, like after each and after slope, there's a lift going up which allowed me to recover a little bit. Going down the Chopstix in China Bowl, making me practice those straight speeds and having a huge amount of fun while doing so (without falling) was not worth the Sleepytime ride, but it made for at least some of it. Lunch up on the mountaintop at Two Elk Restaurant (were 5 drinks, 5 cookies and a sandwich will get you to 58 bucks - without employee discount, that is). Did one or two more Bowl runs down and went to the front of the mountain again, finishing up the day.
Day 3 of snowboarding (day 4 of the vacation) brought us, early in the morning, to Vail again. Having sworn to not do anymore catwalks today, we still went to the Back Bowls. Found another catwalk down instead (which was better) and did more Chopstix runs down. Again, went to Two Elk to replenish energy, and had a great day there. Made our way up to another peak and went down Cloud Nine. The best slope I've gone down in all these days. On the top of that slope, the paths were surrounded by trees, and you could take about 5 directions because of all the groups of trees standing on the slope. Was a great sight, great feeling and made for a lot of fun, twisting and turning your way down. The second part of that slope was a steep kind of catwalk. Quickly going, neatly paved and broad enough for all kinds of traffic to go through. Had a great day in Vail, the last day with all of the girls. Or any of the girls, actually, since every single one of them had to work on monday. When we got home, we did some quick groceries, and Bart went to play Pancake Chef.
Day four found us back in Beaver Creek, were Bart and I took the same elevator up as the first day (Centennial), after we got another set of comped passes for 45$ each (instead of the 92 in Beaver Creek a day, or 97 in Vail, where we also got one free day, and one 45$ pass).
Did about four runs on the newly groomed way down from Cinch, as there were hardly any people on the slopes at the time, and they provide for a good warm-up. Did a small piece of black slope there, but had to really keep my brakes on there. After the fourth run we took a left, and followed the slopes and lifts we needed to get to Bachelor Gulch. Before we got there, we had another catwalk to take, and yes, it was a really bad one. Took the Bachelor Gulch Express there, up the mountain, and stayed left as much as we could, following SMS instructions from Kiki, who wanted to welcome us to her work with some hot drinks (coffee for Bart and Hot Chocolate for me). Her work was conveniently located straight off one of the slopes, allowing her to literally snowboard to work if she wanted to. Rested up, enjoyed the hospitality and the nice interior of the place, and went back snowboarding. We spent the day with earphones in one ear, having music downhill. A nice selection of It Dies Today, Lostprophets and Silent Descent being my soundtrack of the slopes. Around 2PM, going downhill, I made a weird fall on one of the blue slopes around Bachelor Gulch, during which I hurt myself quite bad (I think I might have fallen on my phone, which in turn bruised my ribs). I told Bart that was the end of my day, after I had remained in the snow for a minute. Took our time to make it back to Beaver Creek again, and I went to wait at McCoy's again, while Bart took his time for final runs down the mountain. That night it was pizza time at a place called Pazzo's. Which, truly, made the best pizza I've eaten (on a little sidenote, I hardly ever ate it before I got to the States).
After that we went for a little drink in ice cold Vail (it could get down to -5/10 Celsius, or 10 Fahrenheit if you want). During our stay in one of the bars, we were presented with two printed photos in magnetic holders. They are now placed on our fridge for everyone to enjoy. The photos are also up at this photobook you all know so well by now.
Day 6 found us picked up around 11AM by the CME again, taking us to Denver airport for a non-delay flight to Fort Lauderdale, stopping at Dallas this time around. Landed 20 minutes earlier than planned, around 11:20, and had Georgi pick us up.
Great vacation, great experiences, and absolutely amazing hosting from the girls over there. Everything was arranged, everything had a discount, and they were stunning company (and guides) over there. We joked about going there again before the season ends. If work didn't require all the time, and if I had the money, I probably would. They might be coming over to get some beach feeling with us in May instead, so we'll see.
One of my favorite tracks going downhill; Lostprophets - To Hell We Ride
Monday, January 12, 2009
More Running
So, another week went by. Another post from my side. To keep the people updated that do not spend their time talking to me on MSN. Here's what happened since last sunday;
I had my standard days off again, Wednesday and Sunday. Monday and Tuesday were working days in which I did my evening shifts again. Tuesday, after work, I was hanging around in the kitchen area, and talked with Pedro and Yatha. Made myself some fries in the meantime, and made the deal to go running next morning. Come Wednesday, around 11, no Pedro, and he didn't answer his phone. So it was Yatha and myself going for the projected run. For those who want to live it with us, here's the image. Feel free to look it up on Google Maps yourself as well and zoom in and such;
Route; 1401 NE 9th Street - 901 NE 20th Ave - 505 N Fort Lauderdale Beach Blvd - 2317 E Las Olas Blvd - 101 SE 15th Ave - 701 NE 15th Ave - 1401 NE 9th Street.
If you fill these in in Google Maps (find Route and Add Destinations) you'll get the entire route lined out for you. Per street address you can also see photos, I believe.
After that, we went to the bank (in Tina's car) before heading off to Sawgrass Mills. While at Wachovia for the banking stuff, we ran in to Marinka, who was with Tommy (inside the bank at the time), offering up to get something to drink at Borders on Sunrise. Borders is a big book shop which also sells CDs and DVDs, and has a coffee shop in there, which has a terrace on the water. It's on my way to work, but I've never been there before. This time around, I bought a lot of books from Baldacci in English print. I think everyone in the house (and someone at work) have gotten their hands on one of the copies so I'm spreading the virus!
At Sawgrass, we split. Yatha and I went one way, Marinka and Tommy the other. I went to look for some snowboard gear. Pants, jacket and some thermo clothing to keep me warm out there. Found everything I was looking for, basically. Yatha found everything he wasn't looking for, and ended up with 80 dollars worth of cosmetics. Wonderful stuff. I must add, the appearance of the sales lady definately helped. Gorgeous.
Went back to rendezvous point around 5:35, as we would be there at 5:45. Tommy and Marinka showed up a 6:10, with only 3 bags total, from nothing but the Hilfiger shop. How hard can things be? I remember people being there for 11 hours straight. It's not that hard to do it faster, despite the mall being HUGE.
On Friday, after work, I went to McSorley's, the Irish pub, with Yatha, Tony (MIT at the Pool), Nikolay (F&B Manager) and Tyler (bartender). Tony left early, but we ended up playing darts, a game of stones and sand, similar to bowls, or curling, I guess. I won 2 out of 3 games (teams changed every time), and I love that game a lot.
Before going home we stopped by Primanti Bros, one of the most famous pizza places in the city. I think they're open 24 hours a day. Had a good bite of Pepperoni pizza.
Saturday, Bart and I went to the ski shop on Sunrise here, to get out goggles, gloves and socks that we still missed. Got everything but the boards and helmets now, but we'll rent those in Colorado itself. Four more nights!
I did another round of running today, the same one. Did a round in 45 minutes, which felt really well. Wind in my back on the way home on Las Olas made it a lot easier.
Bart is cooking right now. He's chopping up potatoes, and making chicken with onions and herbs.
Almost all the fruit was for sale at Publix, so I have bought two bags of cherries, two boxes of strawberries and a bunch of apples (one bag of cherries is gone already). That's for desert.
I was going to help him, but made him cook as he bailed out on running with me today. He was supposed to make that run for the first time, but he made me go alone today (Yatha went Friday when I was working, and he's working right now).
When it's all done we'll be watching Leverage. We got three more episodes we haven't seen yet. So that's another two hours. Yesterday we watched Will Smith's latest, Seven Pounds. It's a good movie, but nothing spectacular and it has no replay value for me. It's a slow, dramatic, maybe even feel-good movie.
For some music, I have chosen Air Traffic's "No More Running Away"
I had my standard days off again, Wednesday and Sunday. Monday and Tuesday were working days in which I did my evening shifts again. Tuesday, after work, I was hanging around in the kitchen area, and talked with Pedro and Yatha. Made myself some fries in the meantime, and made the deal to go running next morning. Come Wednesday, around 11, no Pedro, and he didn't answer his phone. So it was Yatha and myself going for the projected run. For those who want to live it with us, here's the image. Feel free to look it up on Google Maps yourself as well and zoom in and such;
Route; 1401 NE 9th Street - 901 NE 20th Ave - 505 N Fort Lauderdale Beach Blvd - 2317 E Las Olas Blvd - 101 SE 15th Ave - 701 NE 15th Ave - 1401 NE 9th Street.
If you fill these in in Google Maps (find Route and Add Destinations) you'll get the entire route lined out for you. Per street address you can also see photos, I believe.
After that, we went to the bank (in Tina's car) before heading off to Sawgrass Mills. While at Wachovia for the banking stuff, we ran in to Marinka, who was with Tommy (inside the bank at the time), offering up to get something to drink at Borders on Sunrise. Borders is a big book shop which also sells CDs and DVDs, and has a coffee shop in there, which has a terrace on the water. It's on my way to work, but I've never been there before. This time around, I bought a lot of books from Baldacci in English print. I think everyone in the house (and someone at work) have gotten their hands on one of the copies so I'm spreading the virus!
At Sawgrass, we split. Yatha and I went one way, Marinka and Tommy the other. I went to look for some snowboard gear. Pants, jacket and some thermo clothing to keep me warm out there. Found everything I was looking for, basically. Yatha found everything he wasn't looking for, and ended up with 80 dollars worth of cosmetics. Wonderful stuff. I must add, the appearance of the sales lady definately helped. Gorgeous.
Went back to rendezvous point around 5:35, as we would be there at 5:45. Tommy and Marinka showed up a 6:10, with only 3 bags total, from nothing but the Hilfiger shop. How hard can things be? I remember people being there for 11 hours straight. It's not that hard to do it faster, despite the mall being HUGE.
On Friday, after work, I went to McSorley's, the Irish pub, with Yatha, Tony (MIT at the Pool), Nikolay (F&B Manager) and Tyler (bartender). Tony left early, but we ended up playing darts, a game of stones and sand, similar to bowls, or curling, I guess. I won 2 out of 3 games (teams changed every time), and I love that game a lot.
Before going home we stopped by Primanti Bros, one of the most famous pizza places in the city. I think they're open 24 hours a day. Had a good bite of Pepperoni pizza.
Saturday, Bart and I went to the ski shop on Sunrise here, to get out goggles, gloves and socks that we still missed. Got everything but the boards and helmets now, but we'll rent those in Colorado itself. Four more nights!
I did another round of running today, the same one. Did a round in 45 minutes, which felt really well. Wind in my back on the way home on Las Olas made it a lot easier.
Bart is cooking right now. He's chopping up potatoes, and making chicken with onions and herbs.
Almost all the fruit was for sale at Publix, so I have bought two bags of cherries, two boxes of strawberries and a bunch of apples (one bag of cherries is gone already). That's for desert.
I was going to help him, but made him cook as he bailed out on running with me today. He was supposed to make that run for the first time, but he made me go alone today (Yatha went Friday when I was working, and he's working right now).
When it's all done we'll be watching Leverage. We got three more episodes we haven't seen yet. So that's another two hours. Yesterday we watched Will Smith's latest, Seven Pounds. It's a good movie, but nothing spectacular and it has no replay value for me. It's a slow, dramatic, maybe even feel-good movie.
For some music, I have chosen Air Traffic's "No More Running Away"
Monday, January 5, 2009
Happy New Year!
Not even that long since my last post, I guess. I must say that I do find it increasingly difficult to keep this up. It's just being work and hanging around taking things easy instead of making the effort of sitting down and typing this all up.
Last blog was written the day before the concert, so I guess that same concert is where I'll be starting now. I had borrowed Tina's car again, as the last few concerts in the Culture Room had all proved difficult in terms of transportation on the way home. Having your own car solves that, but getting a parking spot on the club grounds itself was a challenge. A few minutes and someone left a spot, where I was quick enough to pick that up myself. Problem solved. Paid 10 dollars to get in, and found the stage to be set up nicely already.
First band that night was Karrigan [5,5/10] who tried to hard to look cool, sound great and just be something. The only reason they still managed to score this high was because their final song was catchy and good enough of a small boost. Next up where The Bigger Lights [9/10], who have recently "lost their drummer to the music industry", 3 days before the show only, actually, which caused them to play an acoustic set with the drums and some arrangements set up digitally. The vocals, even though high-pitched (not that weird, coming from a reasonably small and skinny guy), sounded amazing, the guitars weren't always that hearable, but the entire set sounded really good, and everyone seemed to love their performance a great deal. Then it was the turn to my band of the evening There For Tomorrow [9,5/10]. Played songs of their two EPs, and a song from their upcoming debut full-length album. The songs I knew were done perfectly, and their new material sounded even better to me. Can't wait for them to finish all that and get my hands on one. I had a little something after the show already, as I managed to catch one of the drumsticks from the band, which was more a face-saving reaction than an actual catch. If I wouldn't have caught it I would probably have taken it against my nose or something. Two girls in front of me who didn't catched it gave me a sincere "we hate you" after which I told them I wasn't giving away the stick. Waited for West Palm Beach's own Hey Monday [8/10] to come on stage. These Florida youngsters are going off to Asia soon to tour with none other than Fall Out Boy. First they had to play a hometown show in Fort Lauderdale. Their lead singer, Cassadee, did a nice acoustic song in the middle of the show, but other than that it never really appealed to me. Sure, they sound good (not as good as the other woman-fronted band Paramore) and they deserve to be supporting FOB later, but they didn't convince me. Or maybe I'm getting too old for their music, who knows!
Not too many days later it was time for a New Year's Celebration. I had the day off, and got Tina's car. Picked up Charlotte from her house, then went to Le Marche to pick up Tina and headed over to Marten's place, where Bart already was. Marten had some fireworks we set off after midnight, and apart from one other blast that's the only thing I've seen all night. Slightly disappointing in that aspect, and I guess this was the first time where I really missed home. Cabaret on TV (which I watched online today, so I caught up with that) and the infamous "oliebollen". And some proper countdown on TV as well, for instance. The night itself was overshadowed by Charlotte being drunk after two glasses and not wanting to go home at any time. She got terribly cold, wearing my sweater and Tina's scarf already, so Bart lifted her in the car and we got her home. Spent some time at Tina's place when Bart got his bike and I went to pick up Georgi from the party (he was at the hotel at the time).
The last two nights, I've been operating a small outside bar, right outside of Le Marche, where we had live music, performed by Juan Areco, an acoustic guitarist who's been in the business for a longtime. Look him up on Youtube or visit www.juanareco.com. He's a great and friendly guy, and a wonderful musician.
Other than that I've been working a lot, catching up on my TV series, and that's about all. Today I've also been spending some time on a Fruity Loops project, but I'm once again not sure if I'll ever finish it as a full song. I'll see what that becomes.
And for a song I've been playing a few times over the last week; "Untouched" by The Veronicas.
Last blog was written the day before the concert, so I guess that same concert is where I'll be starting now. I had borrowed Tina's car again, as the last few concerts in the Culture Room had all proved difficult in terms of transportation on the way home. Having your own car solves that, but getting a parking spot on the club grounds itself was a challenge. A few minutes and someone left a spot, where I was quick enough to pick that up myself. Problem solved. Paid 10 dollars to get in, and found the stage to be set up nicely already.
First band that night was Karrigan [5,5/10] who tried to hard to look cool, sound great and just be something. The only reason they still managed to score this high was because their final song was catchy and good enough of a small boost. Next up where The Bigger Lights [9/10], who have recently "lost their drummer to the music industry", 3 days before the show only, actually, which caused them to play an acoustic set with the drums and some arrangements set up digitally. The vocals, even though high-pitched (not that weird, coming from a reasonably small and skinny guy), sounded amazing, the guitars weren't always that hearable, but the entire set sounded really good, and everyone seemed to love their performance a great deal. Then it was the turn to my band of the evening There For Tomorrow [9,5/10]. Played songs of their two EPs, and a song from their upcoming debut full-length album. The songs I knew were done perfectly, and their new material sounded even better to me. Can't wait for them to finish all that and get my hands on one. I had a little something after the show already, as I managed to catch one of the drumsticks from the band, which was more a face-saving reaction than an actual catch. If I wouldn't have caught it I would probably have taken it against my nose or something. Two girls in front of me who didn't catched it gave me a sincere "we hate you" after which I told them I wasn't giving away the stick. Waited for West Palm Beach's own Hey Monday [8/10] to come on stage. These Florida youngsters are going off to Asia soon to tour with none other than Fall Out Boy. First they had to play a hometown show in Fort Lauderdale. Their lead singer, Cassadee, did a nice acoustic song in the middle of the show, but other than that it never really appealed to me. Sure, they sound good (not as good as the other woman-fronted band Paramore) and they deserve to be supporting FOB later, but they didn't convince me. Or maybe I'm getting too old for their music, who knows!
Not too many days later it was time for a New Year's Celebration. I had the day off, and got Tina's car. Picked up Charlotte from her house, then went to Le Marche to pick up Tina and headed over to Marten's place, where Bart already was. Marten had some fireworks we set off after midnight, and apart from one other blast that's the only thing I've seen all night. Slightly disappointing in that aspect, and I guess this was the first time where I really missed home. Cabaret on TV (which I watched online today, so I caught up with that) and the infamous "oliebollen". And some proper countdown on TV as well, for instance. The night itself was overshadowed by Charlotte being drunk after two glasses and not wanting to go home at any time. She got terribly cold, wearing my sweater and Tina's scarf already, so Bart lifted her in the car and we got her home. Spent some time at Tina's place when Bart got his bike and I went to pick up Georgi from the party (he was at the hotel at the time).
The last two nights, I've been operating a small outside bar, right outside of Le Marche, where we had live music, performed by Juan Areco, an acoustic guitarist who's been in the business for a longtime. Look him up on Youtube or visit www.juanareco.com. He's a great and friendly guy, and a wonderful musician.
Other than that I've been working a lot, catching up on my TV series, and that's about all. Today I've also been spending some time on a Fruity Loops project, but I'm once again not sure if I'll ever finish it as a full song. I'll see what that becomes.
And for a song I've been playing a few times over the last week; "Untouched" by The Veronicas.
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