The scene

Working here is a trip. There are some people i will never forget from just my few days already. there are the two south Africans that are training for the 8 hundred meter dash and hope to be in the Olympics. there is the the lady that has warm chocolate milk in a bowl and dunks her dry bread in it every morning for breakfast. A guy from Uganda who is trying to start a NPO 3rd world investment company. The 40 something American who is biking all over Europe on a tandem bike with his 84 year old mother in tow. The woman who was supposed to be living here for a month with two large rabbits but just got kicked out for refusing to not smoke in her room. its laid back here and people see to be in a friendly mood, something in the air perhaps merely just the type of people who are drawn to a small old city in the Netherlands. My boss, the owner is, sad to say, is a hunchback bearded woman. I don't say this to poke fun, its just the truth. Students, tourist, locals, its a wild mix. Denitza, the girl that got me the job is a twenty something Hungarian student who has been working and living here for 5 months, she is a pro , she could run this place blind. She is an underground gay rights activist slash anarchist, neat stuff, but she just left this morning. this Leaves me and another girl here to run this place into the ground. There is a lot to do, we can hold 70 people. i have plenty of down time but i am constantly on call. i wake up before 7, make breakfast, fried eggs and pancakes with meats of some sort. then clean up and take a break. on and off all day till we shut down at 12 or 1 am. I have to say i really enjoy it so far. Yesterday was a little hectic when the faucet on the sink in the second floor bathroom exploded. we didn't notice until it started dripping from the ceiling. i tried to shove my fingers in the hole to plug it but it was hot water, i ended using a trash can to redirect the flow of the water back into the sink instead of the floor. we crawled around in the rat basement for the shut off valve and finally found it and everything went smoothly till we realised we also had no water to fill the toilets and the guest were beginning to ask questions... plumber came, saved by a wrench.  i have the option to come back here after my stay with my mom in Munich. I should be in Munich for a few days then, i think i will come back. I might stay for a week or two maybe more. There are just too many amazing people in and out, opportunities will come my way in this place i can feel it. The deal is still pretty good, room and board, but i will make sure to make time for myself while here in Utrecht. it will be a great place to hang for a few more weeks. i need to take care of balancing my diet though, there is just far too much random preservative filled meat laying around for free its hard to justify paying for greens. when i come back i think i will purchase a really crappy bike maybe start a gang. grow my beard out again and cut my hair in a mullet. start selling bootleg DVDs and spend my nights riding the mean streets buying Chinese antiques. i will get a tattoo of a mythical creature, half eagle, half ford pickup.  I couldn't be happier. The worlds is my oyster.