The Airportline: Observations

I lost track of time, or I didn't loose track of it, but I filled it. Never made it to Fanfarlo on Tuesday. Concert was sold out, went and saw Deacon (member of Animal Collective) at Trouw instead, it was not a great show, not including the fact that he was wearing a Mali football jersey with Keita (Barcelona player), which by all means was quite fantastic. Then a Swedish friend of mine came from Sweden and we had vegan food and ecological beer. We had lunch in my old University building, I bought a book from Jonathan Ames even though I lack money, and we saw some terrible Dutch pop musicians and had beer that was not ecological. We went shopping and saw an exhibition called Niet Normaal, had some more beer, some pizza and we went to Utrecht one early morning where I scored three goals in a floorball game. Then went back and did not have bitterballens with our beer. We saw the FA-Cup game between Preston - Chelsea and fell asleep to Man Utd - Hull. We bought Belgian beers in the snowfall and made videos with questions and watched several episodes of Bored to Death. Today we woke up with hazy minds and he made his way out on the snowy streets and headed towards Eindhoven Airport. I stay low, guard my time and space. Trying not to loose it.

I went to Eindhoven. I was part of the morning commute, it felt strange. Bought the International Herald Tribune and read the business section, fell asleep before we got to Utrecht. In Eindhoven I sat in a corner office on the 12th floor. Talked with people about working, they answered, explained, thought about what it meant to them. They went and came, I sat there, with my paper and an orderly pile of coffee cups. My eyes looked tired but my brain was sharp. No need for a power nap. No time for a power nap. One of my interviewees had been in Stockholm; it consists of nine islands he told me. That might be right, I answered. Another person told me the best thing with Amsterdam is the train ride back to Eindhoven. They're quite funny, the people in Eindhoven. But the buses have cameras that show how you look like when you sit in a bus in monitors. Felt unnecessary.

About song about buses. Or the lack of them. Or something completely different.
Arctic Monkeys - No Buses