Mar 11
Schiermonnikoog The Thirteenth
Meet my front door for the week…
Yeah, take a closer look (click)… See that number… Remember I told you before that I get a different room in the hotel every year… Yeah, that’s right… I guess it was my time to be in this roomnumber… Promises to be a great week… and I didn’t feel like being here this time in the first place… So if I don’t show up anymore in Blogistan over the rest of the week, the room got the better of me… I am sure it’s haunted in some way…
I arrived Sunday 4.30 p.m. after the 2.5 hour drive, the 45 minute ferry trip and the 10 min busride (well, we took a taxi with the teaching staff, but you get my drift)… I was totally beat… I really couldn’t get myself to be excited about going, up to such a point that it took me till 30 min before departure to seriously get my ass in gear and pack my suitcase! I am pretty sure I must’ve forgotten something but up till now it seems like I did pack plenty of panties, bras and socks and well, that’s pretty much all a girl needs, right… That and make up… and hair stuff… and shoes… and a handbag… well, and maybe my mobile… It all seems to be here for now.
Dinner that evening was pretty interesting. We have to make inventory before dinner of the amount of people wanting the fish dish and the amount of people wanting the meat dish. It’s done very scientifically, obviously being with 38 scientists, by show of hands and then writing down the numbers on a Heineken notepad we grab from the bar… I am not a fish person so I put up my hand for the schnitzel… Can I just say one thing about this year’s schnitzel: Holy Mother of God! What kind of animal did that one come from? A dinosaur size pig? You could feed an orphanage from the “thing” that was hanging over my plate at both sides. I think I won’t be needing any meals for the next 5 days or so…
And can I say one other thing about the effects of the meal: the tremors you felt over there at your end of the globe and the noise… it was NO earthquake… They were my intentins trying to get their own back… Goddammit! I think at some point hotel management issued an emergency vacating of the premises! At least that is what it looked like to me when I could see all the other guests assemble outside in the garden, from my hotelroom window. And the cracks in my hotelroom wall, I am fairly sure they weren’t there before…
Aren’t you happy now, that I am the kinda girl that shares her most innner private stuff with you? Hell Yeah! You must be!
Oh, and did I tell you that the room I am in now has a sauna and a jaccuzi style bathtub, again… Nah, I didn’t think I did. Can you believe that I am totally NOT in the mood to use either of those? Not at all. But then, as someone stated to me over sms last night: sauna’s and jaccuzi’s are really a couples thing, much more fun with a significant other… Heh… It looks kinda strange though, a small sauna smackdab in the middle of the room… sorta… It’s like a tiny shed in the room, next to the closet… I keep expecting someone to step out of there just wearing a towel… and walking off into the bathroom without a cringe…
Yeah, so I am here. Not in the mood. Weather sucks. Internet connection is pullingyahearoutbad. And I’ve landed myself a friggin incredible cold (sorry about your sticky screens… there’s a lot of snot, and uncontrolable sneezing and ya know… it happens). But the hotelstaff is pulling me thru! And I am happy to say that pre-dinner conversation at the bar has already reached its desired level on the 2nd day: all you ever wanted to know about headlice, crabs and pubic shaving. Yup, us teaching staff have no inhibitions in our teaching subjects, especially not over drinks. Participants will leave here the end of the week fully informed about virtually every important life determining subject (is it me or does talk about lice make always make you itchy as well?).
It’s all there: island life on the edge! Have a great day! If the internet doesn’t fail me again (in which case I might be in a lethal mood and tonights dinner better not be steak with matching knives), I will be around!
Schier On!
I have actually come to learn quite a bit about you and your personal habits since your arrival on Schier. It’s great having a friend who has no shame talking about schnitzel and her intestines all in one conversation! I feel the love!!
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ThatBitchyChick: LOL, I knew you would appreciate it to its fullest
jacuzzi style baths are one of life’s great pleasures!
bluepaintred’s last blog post..It’s the Little Things
That sauna would be great for congestion, and hey, who knows, you might make a friend you’ll want to join you!
Finn’s last blog post..100 Things About Me… Part Two
Blue: Not this one in a room right above the course room that makes a noise as if a plane is about to take off…
Finn: I am pretty sure I won’t make a friend like that. Not gonna happen… LOL
Well damn Dutchy - I hope you have a little bit of fun anyway…
Tug’s last blog post..Mondays suck the big one
Don’t worry about your room number. I was born on Friday the 13th, and I am still alive, might not be normal but I haven’t killed anyone yet lol. But I do seem to have a lot of bad luck, coincidence?? hmmm, maybe you should be careful lol.
Melissa D’s last blog post..Well my prayers were not answered.
Tug: I will I will, in between sneezing and cleaning up strains of snot…
MelissaD: LOL, fortunately I am not supersticious at all.
Ahhh… the old Heineken cocktail napkin/writing pad… I am glad (or is it sad??) to say that I have four patents within the U.S. Patent Office that started out as ideas written on a cocktail napkin. I believe two of them were Bacardi… :)
Rob’s last blog post..If I have to make one more Royal Flush…
I’ll gladly join you in the jacuzzi.
Robin’s last blog post..I Keep Thinking
Rob: Those usually prove to be some of the best ideas ever
Robin: You’re On!
Mmmm…schnitzel!
metalmom’s last blog post..No Time For Naps
metalmom: Well, it was good, I’ll give it that. Just very big… Huge!
Sounds fun, except for the lice, gas, unlucky room number, giant schnitzel, bacteria crockpot (hottub), and all the scientists. Enjoy yourself!
JQ’s last blog post..“Ch Ch Ch Ch Changes….”
You’re a brave woman.
I’d have to have a room change….I wouldn’t be able to relax and enjoy myself in room #13. lol
Damn woman… are you sure that room # isn’t “1408″??? ha..ha.ha.. oh wait.. your life is WAY better than that craptastic movie!
Hey.. at least tell me a good story about stabbing the waiter when he tried to clear your dessert before you were done.
Cinnkitty’s last blog post..So…there I was…
JQ: LOL, the scientists are actually one of the OK parts
Pissy: Well, fortunately I am not supersticious * knock on wood *
Cinnkitty: Ummm… I don’t eat the desserts… They’re kinda unrecognizably weird…