My first weekend in Hamburg around for a while, I am pleased and habs missed quite a bit. Even though I have learned to love Berlin, it is still not at home.
I have a date with Mark, and order a table in the clock for 21 Hadley as possible in the gallery, because there one can look over the whole store. 5 minutes later Julian calls and says that the gallery would not be his area and that I still belong to a table in your own field. Sweet, our crew Hadley.
I suggest at five to nine on there, so Mark is not the first there. We have a table in the bar area. I welcome and Julian Foad and put myself first at the counter. Then Markus is relatively on time and we sit at our table. Coffee and conversation follow. Initially relatively loose, with time and more tense. Politics, economics, Issues the world in motion, but not omitted. Mark leaves the table briefly, and Julian takes the opportunity to ask me if that was my new "lover". When I deny, he laughs and says "lucky then my heart will not be broken". I reassure him and reply:... I love only you You know, but "Mark comes back to the table, we eat a salad and drink some more then we decide to leave and make us the way to verdigris I say goodbye Julian beat him before and after work to happen. We agree to enter into contact again later. Mark and I go to the neighborhood and make a short stop at the Blue Peter, where I Thomas welcome and order two beers. Silence. Markus seems to be uncomfortable, I do not care relative.
Grünpan. The store is still pretty empty, but the music's ok. We drink beer and do not really find their way back into the conversation. We go dancing and he assumes the air guitar stance. Worse come no more, I think to myself and bring myself to do on a subtle and tired of working towards the move. To my enthusiasm that works perfectly and at just before three of us into the street. Fortunately, he has to drive S Bahn. We say goodbye and I walk towards the subway.
I try to reach Julian, now that the work day. It is not ran. I write him a text message and he calls back promt. He says he has only to shut the shop and then he would be ready for all crimes. The train only comes in 15 minutes, so I decide to run. In the hill there's not much, especially not when running cross country through the Holy Spirit field.
When I arrive at Schlump I meet Julian and we are on our way to the bar Rossi, where Crossi (Reimemonster) is waiting for us. Julian takes me to the bar of his fahhrad. Giant bruise on the calf his regards. Well is indeed faster.
We take a taxi and go to the Altona Ding Dong. What exactly is the Ding Dong? The old building converted into a Karstadt Exhibition area, where young artists to let off steam. On the evening, there is an electrical Party place where these artists celebrate just really sleep. Strange creatures. Julian
us Crossi demonstrate their sense of rhythm and dance out. I laugh inside because I think that dancing to techno Mucke too funny looks. My music is not this.
After about a half hour drive back to the hill and make a brief detour to Le Fonque where we take the last beer. Then again
uffe bar and subway, no desire to run. Good night
Hamburg, nice to be back.
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