Three amazing days since I last wrote here! Thursday - I had plans to go to MoMA (Museum of Modern Art) but when I walked in I just, really, didn't feel like it. I was tired, un-motivated and just fed up with stuff so I actually went around, yawning and wondering what to do. I actually ended up sitting at a McDonalds for like 3 hours, talking to people over Facebook. I went home, into bed and actually didn't regret my choice.
Friday, I woke up, had to leave my room cause it was getting refurbished. Since I actually got upgraded to a twin-room, I didn't mind. I ended up going to MoMA after all and spent a dazzling 3 hours looking at great pieces of art. In the evening I had set my mind on clubbing, but when I stepped off the subway, the lurking headache which I had had since early on in the day ninjakicked me in the back of my head. I almost fainted of pain so I decided that clubbing could be saved for a better day.
Today has been a day filled with Magic - yes the game, not some supernatural force. I walked in to a store sometime during this week and the guy at the cashier tipped me about the usual Saturday-drafts they were doing. So said and done, at 2pm I walked in there and I actually JUST came out. We did two drafts and I met some really cool, some really nerdy and some really funny people. I'm really happy I went 'cause I actually did quite well - plus the fact it was funny!
Now, I feel like I should be out doing something, but it's 10:30 and I'm exhausted. I'm such a bad tourist when everything comes around.. I've finished all my souvenir shopping though, so in some ways I'm good! Tomorrow's a new day and we'll see where I end up going!
Loads of love!
söndag 20 februari 2011
torsdag 17 februari 2011
Don't Need No Key
Wow, I never thought I'd be this kind of "mindsick" (see; seasick - but introvertly). Everything's spinning around and I really don't know what I've gotten myself into.
Nothing dangerous, so worried parents/grandparents/relatives - fret not.
I'll have to think about it both four and five times before I go public with what I've been through today so despair not, it might come.
On the other hand, I've had a gorgeous day. It's been sunny out, I've explored Harlem, West Village, Meatpacking District and more of the Upper West End (where I live). Lemme tell you this, N.Y. is definitely growing on me and even though it's gritty and dirty, it works out perfectly. It's a vibrant, colorful city, not totally unlike Paris or Prague, it's a meltingpot not unlike London but most of all - it's "genuinely genuine". Nothing quite like it even though everything resembles it.
Finished this day and evening off with a three-course dinner at the Jazz-supper club "Smoke" (many thanks to Laszlo for recommending it). Now I'm full, confused, satisfied but most of all happy!
Yesterday was also awesome, sort of finished of Central Park and then went to the American Museum of Natural History, topped off the evening with "The Addams Family Musical" on Broadway - excellent entertainment in all respective manners.
Now to bed with a heart full of joy, loads of love!
Nothing dangerous, so worried parents/grandparents/relatives - fret not.
I'll have to think about it both four and five times before I go public with what I've been through today so despair not, it might come.
On the other hand, I've had a gorgeous day. It's been sunny out, I've explored Harlem, West Village, Meatpacking District and more of the Upper West End (where I live). Lemme tell you this, N.Y. is definitely growing on me and even though it's gritty and dirty, it works out perfectly. It's a vibrant, colorful city, not totally unlike Paris or Prague, it's a meltingpot not unlike London but most of all - it's "genuinely genuine". Nothing quite like it even though everything resembles it.
Finished this day and evening off with a three-course dinner at the Jazz-supper club "Smoke" (many thanks to Laszlo for recommending it). Now I'm full, confused, satisfied but most of all happy!
Yesterday was also awesome, sort of finished of Central Park and then went to the American Museum of Natural History, topped off the evening with "The Addams Family Musical" on Broadway - excellent entertainment in all respective manners.
Now to bed with a heart full of joy, loads of love!
onsdag 16 februari 2011
tisdag 15 februari 2011
Wanna Feel
Wow, what a day. First time I ever feel jetlagged, ever! But still, one just pushes on, you can't give in to it when you're on a trip like this.
Said and done, I got up at like half past eight and headed straight for 'Bucks, I knew it was gonna be a long day. What I didn't plan for was the fact that every coffeeshop on every block around here was full. I went down like two or three blocks and found a small little bagel shop and stopped there. Morning coffee and a salmon bagel helped start the day.
I went for a loooong walk in Central Park, just barely covering the mid-section. That place is frigging huge! After a while I went up to the Guggenheim Museum of Modern Art to proceed with what I had planned for the day. The museum itself was astounding and the audiotour was exceptional, for $18 it has got to be one of the best museums I've been to so far.
At 13:30 I started feeling a little woozy because of lack of energy/nutrition so I went searching for a coffee/sandwich-shop. I found one, bought what I wanted and sat in the sun on the stairs of the Metropolitan Museum of Art and ate a delicious lunch. I went for some more walking and ended up taking the subway down to Grand Central and walked around there for a long time. Eventually, my energy depleted again, so I grabbed a coffee in a random Starbucks. Imagine my surprise when I, after 30mins of sipping it realize that I got the Empire State Building as my backdrop. Powerful stuff!
I went and got tickets for the game on the Thursday. NY Rangers vs. LA Kings - that's gonna be wicked! After that I went home and rested and later went for dinner at an asian lounge. Alright food, great service - as almost always in the US. After a stroll down in Times Square I took the subway heading home - and now it's time for bed!
Exciting day!
LoveS!
Said and done, I got up at like half past eight and headed straight for 'Bucks, I knew it was gonna be a long day. What I didn't plan for was the fact that every coffeeshop on every block around here was full. I went down like two or three blocks and found a small little bagel shop and stopped there. Morning coffee and a salmon bagel helped start the day.
I went for a loooong walk in Central Park, just barely covering the mid-section. That place is frigging huge! After a while I went up to the Guggenheim Museum of Modern Art to proceed with what I had planned for the day. The museum itself was astounding and the audiotour was exceptional, for $18 it has got to be one of the best museums I've been to so far.
At 13:30 I started feeling a little woozy because of lack of energy/nutrition so I went searching for a coffee/sandwich-shop. I found one, bought what I wanted and sat in the sun on the stairs of the Metropolitan Museum of Art and ate a delicious lunch. I went for some more walking and ended up taking the subway down to Grand Central and walked around there for a long time. Eventually, my energy depleted again, so I grabbed a coffee in a random Starbucks. Imagine my surprise when I, after 30mins of sipping it realize that I got the Empire State Building as my backdrop. Powerful stuff!
I went and got tickets for the game on the Thursday. NY Rangers vs. LA Kings - that's gonna be wicked! After that I went home and rested and later went for dinner at an asian lounge. Alright food, great service - as almost always in the US. After a stroll down in Times Square I took the subway heading home - and now it's time for bed!
Exciting day!
LoveS!
söndag 13 februari 2011
Supposed To Do?
Well, here I am, in the middle of the Big Apple already!
I can't check in to my hostel room until after 3pm, so what better way for a stinky traveller than to spend his time than to walk around randomly, getting lost and finding his way back again? There will be plenty of more where that came from - so now, feeling stinky, unfresh and pretty darn tired - I found an "internet-booth" in the icecream shop right next to my Hostel.
First impressions of NY? People want to stand out and tend to do so all the time. It's covered in black snow, and I mean like highly polluted snow. There are cop cars and cabs everywhere. It's dirty, filthy and genuine and I love it already.
Loads of love!
I can't check in to my hostel room until after 3pm, so what better way for a stinky traveller than to spend his time than to walk around randomly, getting lost and finding his way back again? There will be plenty of more where that came from - so now, feeling stinky, unfresh and pretty darn tired - I found an "internet-booth" in the icecream shop right next to my Hostel.
First impressions of NY? People want to stand out and tend to do so all the time. It's covered in black snow, and I mean like highly polluted snow. There are cop cars and cabs everywhere. It's dirty, filthy and genuine and I love it already.
Loads of love!
Who's World Is This?
Innan incheckning!
Spännande värre, var tvungen att kuta iväg och fylla i ett ESTA-papper för flygsäkerhetens skull. Vad gör man inte? Nu är man dock på väg, kommer bli kul det här - den mest spontana och minst planerade resan någonsin!
Kärlek!
Spännande värre, var tvungen att kuta iväg och fylla i ett ESTA-papper för flygsäkerhetens skull. Vad gör man inte? Nu är man dock på väg, kommer bli kul det här - den mest spontana och minst planerade resan någonsin!
Kärlek!
lördag 12 februari 2011
Jet
Hon står i dörröppningen till sitt eget vardagsrum när han plötsligt tar upp den nya favoritleksaken som hon så motvilligt köpte åt honom i den där butiken - bara för att han skulle vara tyst. För första gången ser hon sitt barn på riktigt, hon ser hur det leker och lär - växer i världen.
Formgiven likt en soldat med gevär, med hjälm och rörbara delar och kamouflagejacka. Hon har inte tänkt på det tidigare, men färgerna är mycket lika de som dödstruppen som genomsökte hennes hem i Irak bar. Hon har inte reflekterat över det förrän nu då han, liten, oskyldig och ovetande, riktar soldatens gevär mot sin mor och trycker på knappen på baksidan av dockan. De realistiska, alltför realistiska, ljuden av smattrande skott och vinande kulor fyller helt plötsligt hela hennes huvud. Hon sjunker in i sig själv, som förflyttad till det land hon en gång flydde ifrån - där kulor var verklighet, där bomber var vardagsmat och där man aldrig skulle drömma om att leka krig. Hon sjunker djupare för varje kulsmatter, tills de plågade skriken från hennes söndertrasade, första man är det enda som fyller hennes sinne. Hon kan göra sig påmind stanken, dammet, blodet och den totala känslan av hjälplöshet.
Han rycker i snöret, upptagen av sin egen värld. Skrattar högt när det smattrar och ser framför sig hur horder av Tyrannosaurus Rex och elaka ninjor faller för kula efter kula. Roligast är knappen som påminner om bomber - han kan riktigt höra hur de släpps från hög höjd då han i sin fantasi redan begärt luftunderstöd mot de osynliga onda riddarna. Det visslar till i fyra sekunder och sen hörs smällen som tillintetgör riddarna, dinosaurerna, ninjorna men också den mur hans Mor byggt upp under alla trygga år.
Det är som en flodvåg som sköljer över henne, minnen från en krigshärjad zon som hon aldrig trodde att hon någonsin skulle behöva uppleva igen - och hon måste gå till toan för att inte totalt tappa besinningen framför sin son. Hon skriker inombords och välter flera saker då hon bara ser svart och rött - allt på väg bort från den lilla leksakssoldaten som smattrar och viner och sin egen son som fullkomligt tjuter av skratt.
Ett oskyldigt skratt som så förvridet av minnen blir den största plåga hon känt på år.
© Fredrik Scheike
Formgiven likt en soldat med gevär, med hjälm och rörbara delar och kamouflagejacka. Hon har inte tänkt på det tidigare, men färgerna är mycket lika de som dödstruppen som genomsökte hennes hem i Irak bar. Hon har inte reflekterat över det förrän nu då han, liten, oskyldig och ovetande, riktar soldatens gevär mot sin mor och trycker på knappen på baksidan av dockan. De realistiska, alltför realistiska, ljuden av smattrande skott och vinande kulor fyller helt plötsligt hela hennes huvud. Hon sjunker in i sig själv, som förflyttad till det land hon en gång flydde ifrån - där kulor var verklighet, där bomber var vardagsmat och där man aldrig skulle drömma om att leka krig. Hon sjunker djupare för varje kulsmatter, tills de plågade skriken från hennes söndertrasade, första man är det enda som fyller hennes sinne. Hon kan göra sig påmind stanken, dammet, blodet och den totala känslan av hjälplöshet.
Han rycker i snöret, upptagen av sin egen värld. Skrattar högt när det smattrar och ser framför sig hur horder av Tyrannosaurus Rex och elaka ninjor faller för kula efter kula. Roligast är knappen som påminner om bomber - han kan riktigt höra hur de släpps från hög höjd då han i sin fantasi redan begärt luftunderstöd mot de osynliga onda riddarna. Det visslar till i fyra sekunder och sen hörs smällen som tillintetgör riddarna, dinosaurerna, ninjorna men också den mur hans Mor byggt upp under alla trygga år.
Det är som en flodvåg som sköljer över henne, minnen från en krigshärjad zon som hon aldrig trodde att hon någonsin skulle behöva uppleva igen - och hon måste gå till toan för att inte totalt tappa besinningen framför sin son. Hon skriker inombords och välter flera saker då hon bara ser svart och rött - allt på väg bort från den lilla leksakssoldaten som smattrar och viner och sin egen son som fullkomligt tjuter av skratt.
Ett oskyldigt skratt som så förvridet av minnen blir den största plåga hon känt på år.
© Fredrik Scheike
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