January
February 2010
funny houses...small and crooked...
(normal) coffee shop one of the only two known normal coffee shops in entire amsterdam with wireless... not cheep to sit theire though and music so loud u can hardly talk....
red lights street during the day.
view from the second floor, we visited that place often, house where Cat first lived... shouldnt have moved from there... cool place...crowded, but cool....
its a moving in party...of that guy in the striped shirt.. I call him the Black Hole...he will probably come to our summer Fire camp... the most large minded person we found in Holland... but when i t
a moving in party... Another guy there proudly said that he has been a fire spinner too, and told a funny story how a burning staff (since it was so greecy with fuel) slipped off his hands during a pe
Black Hole's tree...
the best, the truest and tthe oldest rock club in all Amsterdam...
i guess the good thing about the place is live music, nearly every night.. but...never seen such dead rockers...they could tilt their heads softly and hold their glasses...some of them could talk...th
the last song was christmas song, so they sang it in christmas hats...ummm....yea....
Cat's and Priit's moving in party .) both of them invited all the people they knew in Holland .) they were supposed to be coming from 4-5 and party would last till morning, or at least half a night. i
we made these balloons that i snached from a club another day .) I drew stuff and faces on them, and i prepared some things for the evening that we could do together with guests...wanted them to sign
then we waited...and they did too...
then I started calling them our guests... Priit went to sleep or whatever with his comp... three guys came at 9ish, only one of'em was invited, they were estonians,one was in the country randomly visi
13 is the one that took me to that cursed place... and I used to like that number .( Leaving...even still on the way feels better already.... Life, Freedom...are You still out there? Or were You but
Finally home, resting... back in time for my mom's b-day .) Georgians sent us a tiny fruit basket, perfect after Holland's starvation period :p
it was a bit heavy, we carried it together .)
Mom's birthday .) they arranged everything and I only had the strength to join them...
Mom's birthday .) Granma came over.)
Mom's birthday .) My little brother too .) (who is by the way going to Holland for a weekend in March)
Mom's birthday .) I was happy to see pretty food again .) and eatable! And with taste! And a pretty good taste!
Mom's birthday .) foooood .)
Mom's birthday .) chearrrrrrrrrrrrrrrs
Mom's birthday .) She liked the little basket of fruits .))
photosession with relatives...since we see so rarely...
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