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Reizigersweblog van Jaron
The Bournemouth Supremacy
Here I am again, apologizing for the fact that it has been way too long since I last wrote an entry on this blog. The excuse I have is exactly the same as well, I’ve just been really busy!
Anyway, a lot has happened since my last entry so I don’t really know where to start!
21 Bennett Road, BH8 8QG:
I mentioned being on the lookout for a better place to stay, hopefully a little closer to the centre. We managed to do that just days after my last entry. Our landlord Mr Roberts apparently has a lot of properties around Bournemouth and one after calling him he took us to one of his other houses. It’s a lot bigger, huge kitchen (compared to hell’s kitchen in Deans Road), nice lounge area and two bedrooms where as many as six guys can stay. Another good thing was that it was clean!! (first impression only though, I’ll get to that). Cornell and I were thrilled of course. Now we were only a 15 min walk from the centre and my hotel, we’d pay 55 pounds a week instead of 60 and the best thing of all: no more Anton! So we moved.
Cornell and I both like our kitchen clean that is to say, only our own mess is allowed, so we set out to give the kitchen a good clean. The thing with these houses is that everyone only lives for a short period of time. Therefore all the cupboards are loaded with stuff that is no one’s and that is mostly past the ‘use by date’ with at least 2 years. Also, the oven looked like someone had been barbequing in it! I’m not joking, there was actual charcoal on the bottom of the thing! So it took us a good 5 hours to clean the entire kitchen. A Spanish guy called Miguel who had just arrived was very helpful too, he set out to clean the bathroom and believe me, he needed the very pink, rubber, hygiene gloves more than we did. Something was actually growing next to the shower. Miguel turned out to be even worse on cleaning then I am. Most of you know how bad I am already so can you imagine someone being worse? Hmm, okay but he’s even worse then my mother, really! Everyday he cleans either the kitchen, bathroom, lounge or toilet and he does the dishes! It’s not that we’re lazy, we don’t get the chance to do anything. And if you lost something, there’s a good chance Miguel put it away somewhere. I’m not complaining though!
While we were cleaning, the landlord came in and he was really pleased with our hard work. “I’ll bring you some beers he said, or would you rather have cannabis?!” Anyway the next week he brought in 40 bottles of beer which makes him the best landlord I’ve ever had! The beer was quite funny though, It was called Biere des Flandres, French Lager. It had an astonishing 2.3 % alcohol in it but it only tasted like crap when you had proper beer before you drank it so that was alright. Everytime we asked, could someone get me a French beer from Belgium?
At the moment there’s 5 of us sharing the house: Cornell, (whom you know), Miguel (told you about him). Then there’s Ernst. A Dutch guy from Rotterdam (Ajax supporter) who works in the Roundhouse which is the sister hotel from mine. We tend to work the same hours and we can gossip about management and other staff which is fun of course. Next up is Simone (a guy) from Italy. His English is pretty bad and his not very quick sometimes but he’s alright.
Couch Potatoes:
At one point, 3 out of five were unemployed!! Only Ernst and I seem to be capable of working in a hotel. Maybe it’s the Dutch mentality? Cornell worked two shifts at Britannia and decided he hated it. He quit after just 1 day! Simone had to do laundry all morning at his hotel but still managed to hang in there for a week after he handed in his notice! And Miguel just quit one day, don’t really know why.
Cornell now works at Lidl for a decent wage, Miguel will be making sandwiches at Subway and Simone is planning on a thrilling career with Lidl as well. So I guess Ernst and I are just really lucky to get a job we like with decent hours as well. Either that or the other guys are just weak sissies!
The Moment You’ve All Been Waiting For:
The 21st of September the moment was finally there! I got to see Esther again!! After 5 very long weeks I picked her up from Bournemouth international Airshed at 6pm! It was great to see her again, and hold her close! I won’t bore you with the romantic details too much but it was like in a film only except for the slow motion approach, the music swelling up, the audience applauding, and the credits appearing. Apart from that is was just like a film!
We took a taxi to the hotel where I had arranged a room for us (with staff discount af course!). I’d spent the entire day preparing the room with some nice flowers, candles and even an ice bucket with an excellent cheap champagne in it. (2007 is a good year, honestly!) We had some steak and chips in the hotel and set out to the fire gardens! For three nights, one of Bournemouth’s many parks was turned into Dante’s Inferno. There’s fire everywhere, it’s really nice. I tried to take pictures of it so hopefully you get an idea of what it was like.
The hotel was fully booked on Sunday because of the Labour party congress so we had to stay at my place. The landlord came in while we were there and he immediately made sure that we had my room to ourselves that night! He told Simone to sleep in the other room and Cornell to sleep on the couch! He said we had to make room for l´amour! Is that a great landlord or what!? Unfortunately the weekend was far too short and on Monday we headed for Bournemouth International Airshed once more. It was terrible saying goodbye again after such a great weekend. The worst thing about all this is that I now have memories of Esther in this very house. I can remember her sitting right next to me on the very couch I am sitting now. This used to be a completely different world in which Esther was something that I took with me from the world I temporarily left. Now that she has been a part of this world as well, I miss her even more.
Ignoring Management is Fun!
Last time, I wrote that I was getting slightly fed up with work and especially the management. I think I’m past that now, I’m finally able to just ignore the stupid things they say and just do the best I can do with the situation that is given to me. I know I’m good at what I do and that I like doing it so that helps me a lot. Just nod, pretend I’m listening to them and then turn around and do things my way!! I love it!
Geplaatst op: 29-10-2007 | 19:24 Lokale tijd
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