The Airportline: Observations

I biked with the other people through the streets of Amsterdam. The morning was young and the the streets paved with the gold that was painted by the sun on the water. The bike cues towards our office buildings, I used to stand on the other side and look at them, think that I am not those people, that they do not belong to my city. That they lived in their boxes, with time sheets, and money to buy shoes with their girlfriend/boyfriend on Saturdays in the Jordaan. Now I am on their side, biking the same streets, still wont have money for new shoes, but I will follow the pattern which modern society lays out for most of us. And now I will head over to the floorball court and yell at some floor-ballers, make them follow my instructions. Ah the smell of structure. It smells nothing like Laakso's 2005 Album My Gods. Maybe that is why it sounds to great right now. Specially the song Someone Somewhere, which you can listen to here. There is no 9-5 mentality there, is there?!

I made a list. A few weeks ago maybe. Inspired by a Stockholm list in Dagens Nyheter. I made an Amsterdam remix. Why? I do not remember at this point. But, it would be a shame to leave it collecting dust on my laptop. So, with confusion and some black coffee I present,

The Amsterdam List

Favorite drink and in what Amsterdam bar? Zatte at Brouwrij et IJ
Best microwave food: oat meal porridge
Best staadsdel in Amsterdam: Jordaan
Like to go for a coffee at: Latei, Crea (see picture), Cafe Stevens, Westerpark
Best lunch place: Crea's home made soup with bread
Best coffee: Coffee Company
Best concert hall: Paradiso
Best bar: Nieuwe Anita (fresh fruit overdrive)
Here I take my parents to dinner: Last time Bazar, but that was too loud.
Latest Amsterdam find: East of Oosterpark around Dappermarkt
Last seen exhibit: Richard Avedon at FOAM (pretty damn good photography!) and The World Press Photo Exhibit.
A good go away present: Home made mix-cd made with love and care.
Favorite luxury article: My Dolce & Gabbana perfume my sister gave me for Christmas
Reading right now: Sensemaking in Organizations, two week old New Yorker Magazine, I Trygghetsnarkomanernas land, The Prague Revue issue 8.
Most like to read: Bodil Malmstens blog, International Herald Tribune, Dagens Nyheter at OBA, The Economist, Miranda July.
Favorite color: red
Favorite brand: Woody Allen
Favorite shoes: My sailor shoes I bought from a fat lady in the Austrian Alps. Comfort, style and ocean reference combined.
Spend on clothes monthly: 20 Euros
Fashion role model: Every Oxford professor that wears tweed.
Exercise: Floorball, jogging, biking, yoga
The most expensive thing I bought: My education.
Favorite product in the pharmacy: nose spray for colds / nose spray for allergies
Best drunk food: Whopper Meal at Burger King / Southwest Smothered Burrito at The Taco Shop
Listens to: Better, more educated, interesting, new, glamorous, existential music than you do.
Best pre-party music: Depends on the people, but lately souly hip hop and rap.
Latest songs I hummed: El Perro Del Mar – You Gotta Give To Get
Latest bought album: Whitest Boy Alive - Rules
Most likely to dance to: funk, electro pop, hip hop, swing, jazz, balkan
Latest impulse buy: airline ticket to Copenhagen
Latest great deal: airline ticket to Copenhagen
Latest second hand buy: two shirts for 16 Euro's in some boutique in Berlin.
Practical thing: water boiler in combination with coffee filter, bike, Internet.
Fashion I never want to see again: Stockholm filled with black trench coats.
Supports: Chelsea, love, Whitest Boy Alive t-shirts, Yellow Bird Project, intimacy (not the Bloc Party album though, that really sucks), views, concerts, biking, newspapers and probably a bunch of other things which I do not have the energy to list here.