Jan 4 2010

Eine Party bei der Klipps…

Da wir in rasendem Tempo in Sydney gestrandet sind und ich zu faul bin, die aktuellen Bilder zu bearbeiten, gibt’s mal wieder einen Rückblick.

Es ist gerade Juni und Manja kam mit ihrem Flieger direkt aus Düüütschland zu uns gedüst. In Karos House of Happiness war wieder eine Party angesagt. Eleonore, eine Französin, verabschiedete sich gerade aus Australien. Na, wenn das kein Grund zum Feiern ist! Hier sieht man sie mit ihrem französischen Mr. Lover Lover Romain auf der Couch sitzen. Hach, Franzosen…

the-french-connection

Zur Feier des Tages holte Fred seine Gitarre hervor und gab den einen oder anderen Song zum Besten.

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Da ließ sich die Klipps natürlich nicht lange betteln und holte ungebeten dieses alte DDR-Musikinstrument, dessen Name mir jetzt partout nicht einfallen will, aus der Schublade, um uns alle mit ihren betörenden Tönen den letzten Nerv zu rauben…

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Manja wurde jedenfalls schon ganz rot vor Zorn…

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Abschließend erdreistete sich Fräulein Klipps doch glatt noch, das Familienfoto so richtig schön zu versauen. Na ja, zwei Finger sind zwei Finger, was?

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Dank Alkoholkonsum kann ich mich nur noch vage an einen ungebetenen Gast erinnern “Hi, I’m blah blah and I work in the city…”. Karo, kläre mich bitte nochmals auf…


May 20 2009

Cool down…

Nice surprise. All of a sudden the sky became black and it was raining cats and dogs. Crazy! Forecast says it’ll probably stay like this for a couple of days. Good thing I don’t even have an umbrella. Karo has one though, but she claims it’s too small, while I’m blaming it on my broad shoulders…

So I can focus on going to museums and stuff. Errr…

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May 19 2009

House of sophisticated Living…

For the time being I have my own room over here, since one of the Frenchies went on vacation. “So, how are you living?” – you might ask. Well, I feel like a student again, because I’m sleeping in a shared house once more…

So these are the six parties living here at the moment:

  • Karo – the beloved sister in law from below, energy bundle and busy bee,
  • Kevin – French guy, works as a bartender and knows how to cook (which I find very intriguing),
  • Andres – Colombian drug lord (just kiddin’), manages some sort of something,
  • Fred Uno – French Canadian fellow, still pretty young, plays the guitar like a pro,
  • Fred Dos – another Frenchy, works as graphic designer, performs Capoeira, pretty eclectic,
  • Romain – guess what, French as well, mostly interested in women.

Except French talking (where I don’t understand a word, except “Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?”, of course) there’s a lot of music in this house and I would think that a specific Mr. Hähnel would like this:

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Also I chose to rename the “House of Happiness” to the “House of sophisticated Living”. Care for an example? A couple of days/weeks/month ago the toilet flush must have got broken. Instead of fixing it, you have to pull the shiny hook from now on. C’mon, gimme a break…

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At the moment I’m really only doing things I always wanted to do but never really had the time or inspiration lately. I can’t even remember when I was going to figure drawing classes for the last time. Although a little nervous I went to this lovely “Arthouse Hotel” yesterday to draw again. Gosh, that felt fucking amazing!

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May 17 2009

My little friend Mr. Huntsman…

Here’s the girl who’s introducing me to everyone and shows me around:

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Karo, I’m really thankful for your help! Although she works full time as an architect, she still finds the time to take me everywhere. I don’t even remember all the clubs and bars we went to, just that the ATM around the corner is my best friend (and Manja’s worst foe I guess).

Together with Karo’s friend Chris I’m having a really great time around here. Yesterday we were snorkeling in the afternoon, afterwards we went to a BBQ at the lake-side and in the evening it was bar night once more. Since Chris and Karo kind of know everyone around, it’s really easy to meet people right now. New faces and new stories every day.

Oh, and you gotta love this one. So we went to this club at the Manly Wharf and having a drink, when all of a sudden a girl comes running in our direction turning her head anxiously. So some guys got up at the table and we thought there would be a fight going on or something. But, guess what, there was a huuuge huntsman spider crawling at the window! You’d never guess how they would get rid of it! They didn’t kill it or anything, no! They made it fall down and take it out with their bare fucking hands! You gotta be freakin’ kiddin’ me…

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May 14 2009

House of Happiness…

So I’m sitting here in the dining room of the self proclaimed “House of Happiness” and am eating some delicious bakery stuff for breakfast and wanted to share my view with you guys…

Ahhh, cut that crap. I just want to make you guys jealous! Ha.

living-room-view


May 13 2009

How the hell could this happen?!?

May 8th, 5:30 AM,

10.000 km away from home,

the opera house is passing me by.

…and all I can really think about is: “How the hell could this happen?!?”

Sydney, over 4 mio people and me standing at the airport and wondering how this city works. How do I know where I have to get out, when the fucking stations don’t have any sort of name plates?!? Anyway, I’m doing quite fine so far, get off the right station and try to find Karo’s house. Karo is my sister in law, sort of. Actually we never quite figured out what our relationship was really called, so we left it with sister in law.

The city is still asleep and the sun has not yet risen. That’s when I think “Ah, it’s not too bad man!”. Yeah, right! I’m passing the next garden and something bothers me. From the corner of my eye I notice things lurking between the trees. I focus and of course… Spiders! Actually three fucking spiders right next to each other. Every single one of a size where any halfway normal guy would run for cover and every halfway sane girl would have passed out already…

So I’m moving on and meet Karo right in front of the house. Nice surprise for her. I believe she didn’t really think I would make it this far, well neither did I! Anyway, she shows me the house and where I will be sleeping for the next couple of days. OK, if I wouldn’t have known that Australia was populated only some hundred years ago, I would have said the house must have been a thousand fucking years old! That’s when you start to realize that you just traded your 5 room 145 m² apartment for a mattress right in the door way next to the stairs…

I tried to stay awake for as long as I could but passed out at 4 PM anyway…