Since Leone is leaving very soon to go to her Outward Bound, we had a leaving dinner for the couple she has been living with to say thanks. It was quite a dinner, as both Leone and I are masterchefs! We had a three course meal, and the menu was as follows:
starters:
A platter with cheese, brie, crackers of different sorts, peaches, chutneys, olives, onions, dried fruit and cashews. And to go with, ice cold white wine.
Main meal:
Sweet and sour chicken in a white sauce wrapped in filo-pastry, carefully cooked in the oven to a perfect golden temperature. Served with a side salad filled with everything imaginable and fresh from a delicious garden.
Dessert:
Dessert consited of a family tradition from home. A delicious fruit salad with whipped cream, yoghurt and dark chocolate.
Served with home made Sangria.
So if anyone would like to have a masterchef come over and bake for you, let us know! we are on call!
Oh, all in all the night was very splendid and I think our 4 guests rather enjoyed the dinner party.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
AC/DC Review
AC/DC
Black Ice Tour 2010
Where: Westpac Stadium, Wellington NZ
When: Thursday January 28th 2010
How many: sold out
The AC/DC concert was the first concert of that size that Wellington hosted. Westpac Stadium, which is a fairly new outdoor arena, was used for the first time for something of this caliber. AC/DC were playing two nights in Wellington, Thursday the 28th and Saturday the 30th. I witnessed the Thursday show, thinking to my self that the very first concert of their tour would be the very best. I must admit that going to the concert I had my doubts about their performance, I knew it would be good no matter what, but the words “washed up rock band” came to my mind more than once. I mean, they are starting to reach middle age, and was wondering to myself if these older gods of rock could still pull off singing about “American thighs” and girls that “shook them all night long” with as much conviction. Would I still be able to listen to them in the same way, or would this concert fade my love for the band a little bit? I was very excited to find out, and would soon have all my answers.
The lines into the stadium were not bad, and Westpac had made a very good system. People started filling up from the minute the doors opened at 5.40 pm to AC/DC started playing at 9 pm. The first warm up band was ok, but not a hit. They were a local band from Wellington. The vocalist was trying a bit too hard to be Mick Jagger and they just didn’t get the crowd excited with their soft rock. About an hour later the kiwi band Shihad came on stage, they were a bit more hard rock and managed to get the crowd going and excited, but for me the songs were too similar to each other and after half an hour I wanted them to get off stage and let the gods take over. At 9 pm, when all was dark, the three TV screens lit up and a short movie appeared (one of the nights many amazing graphics). Rock and roll train was driving on the tracks, faster and faster towards town. Two girls tried to stop Brian Johnson (the vocalist) who was the conductor, but didn’t manage to. The train crashed as the stage exploded into smoke and the TV screen in the middle of the stage parted in two and showed a full size train crashed on real train tracks. It was then, out of the smoke, that AC/DC entered the stage and started playing ‘Rock and Roll Train’ from their new album for a crowd of screaming fans. As you probably guessed, I was one of them. After the song, the vocalist Brian said in his unreal raspy voice: “We’re here to play rock n roll tonight!!”, and the crowd went mad.
From then on the show just kept getting better, there was not one single moment during the concert that I thought to myself: “next song” or “that wasn’t too good”. They played all the classics, but in-between they played the new songs off their new album “Black Ice”, and still managed to keep the crowd going. The props they had were unreal as well. When they played “Whole Lotta Rosie” they had a humongous blow-up doll that they positioned so that she was straddling the train and blowing air under her foot so that it looked like she was keeping the beat. At the start of “Hells Bells”, a massive bell came down and the Brian Johnson ran onto it and swinging on the cord started the song. The hits just kept on coming throughout the night, with ‘Thunderstruck’, ‘TNT’, “Shook me all night long’, ‘The Jack’, ‘Highway to hell’, ‘For those about to rock’, ‘Shoot to thrill’, ‘Dirty deeds done dirt cheap’, ‘Who made who’, ‘Back in Black’ and so many more.
They kept it going through out, but maybe the most enthusiastic was Angus Young, the lead guitarist, he was jumping around on stage the entire concert from start to finish. During “The Jack” he stripped off his famous schoolboy uniform, piece by piece to the roar of the crowd, to reveal his boxers that read AC/DC all over them. He also had an absolutely amazing guitar solo that lasted for the good part of 15-20 min. He was everywhere, lying on the stage, feet kicking in the air, running back stage while playing and doing one part to each side of the stage and crowd. The man has still got it, that’s for sure! He ended his solo coming through the bottom of the stage with just one beam of light transfixed on him, ran down the stage, jumped in front of the drums and they started playing right back into the song just as they left off. The drummer Phil Rudd was sitting playing his advanced stuff while smoking a cigarette, making it look like a breeze. Malcom Young and Cliff Williams were more in the background, but very much there!
The band itself seemed to be enjoying themselves a lot during the entire show, Brian Johnson making some joke or comment in between each song.
Everything was so tight and to the key, and so well done that the hour and 50 min they played felt like 10 min. They left the stage the first time in a rain of confetti. They then came back for an encore and played one more song in which the entire stage, bit by bit, shot out fireballs. The show ended with a massive fireworks show and the stage yet again shooting off fireballs. I was then left there in awe and just begging for them to re-enter the stage and do it all again.
All my wonderings and questions were answered. No they are absolutely not a washed up rock band, they can definitely pull off singing about women without sounding gross, Brian still has an unbelievable voice and YES they are still very much still the gods of rock. On Thursday the 28th of January I witnessed true rock in its very purest form, and I would gladly have paid three times the amount to see them again. For all of you that didn’t get to witness them, I’m sorry, because to be honest, you really missed out! All I have to do, is close my eyes and Angus Young lying on stage playing the guitar with his feet kicking in the air, will still be a vivid picture in my mind.
Stand up and be counted, for what you are about to receive. We are the dealers, we’ll give you everything that you need. Hail hail to the good times, cause rock has got the right of way, we ain’t no legend, ain’t no cause. We’re just living for today. For those about to rock we salute you!
Black Ice Tour 2010
Where: Westpac Stadium, Wellington NZ
When: Thursday January 28th 2010
How many: sold out
The AC/DC concert was the first concert of that size that Wellington hosted. Westpac Stadium, which is a fairly new outdoor arena, was used for the first time for something of this caliber. AC/DC were playing two nights in Wellington, Thursday the 28th and Saturday the 30th. I witnessed the Thursday show, thinking to my self that the very first concert of their tour would be the very best. I must admit that going to the concert I had my doubts about their performance, I knew it would be good no matter what, but the words “washed up rock band” came to my mind more than once. I mean, they are starting to reach middle age, and was wondering to myself if these older gods of rock could still pull off singing about “American thighs” and girls that “shook them all night long” with as much conviction. Would I still be able to listen to them in the same way, or would this concert fade my love for the band a little bit? I was very excited to find out, and would soon have all my answers.
The lines into the stadium were not bad, and Westpac had made a very good system. People started filling up from the minute the doors opened at 5.40 pm to AC/DC started playing at 9 pm. The first warm up band was ok, but not a hit. They were a local band from Wellington. The vocalist was trying a bit too hard to be Mick Jagger and they just didn’t get the crowd excited with their soft rock. About an hour later the kiwi band Shihad came on stage, they were a bit more hard rock and managed to get the crowd going and excited, but for me the songs were too similar to each other and after half an hour I wanted them to get off stage and let the gods take over. At 9 pm, when all was dark, the three TV screens lit up and a short movie appeared (one of the nights many amazing graphics). Rock and roll train was driving on the tracks, faster and faster towards town. Two girls tried to stop Brian Johnson (the vocalist) who was the conductor, but didn’t manage to. The train crashed as the stage exploded into smoke and the TV screen in the middle of the stage parted in two and showed a full size train crashed on real train tracks. It was then, out of the smoke, that AC/DC entered the stage and started playing ‘Rock and Roll Train’ from their new album for a crowd of screaming fans. As you probably guessed, I was one of them. After the song, the vocalist Brian said in his unreal raspy voice: “We’re here to play rock n roll tonight!!”, and the crowd went mad.
From then on the show just kept getting better, there was not one single moment during the concert that I thought to myself: “next song” or “that wasn’t too good”. They played all the classics, but in-between they played the new songs off their new album “Black Ice”, and still managed to keep the crowd going. The props they had were unreal as well. When they played “Whole Lotta Rosie” they had a humongous blow-up doll that they positioned so that she was straddling the train and blowing air under her foot so that it looked like she was keeping the beat. At the start of “Hells Bells”, a massive bell came down and the Brian Johnson ran onto it and swinging on the cord started the song. The hits just kept on coming throughout the night, with ‘Thunderstruck’, ‘TNT’, “Shook me all night long’, ‘The Jack’, ‘Highway to hell’, ‘For those about to rock’, ‘Shoot to thrill’, ‘Dirty deeds done dirt cheap’, ‘Who made who’, ‘Back in Black’ and so many more.
They kept it going through out, but maybe the most enthusiastic was Angus Young, the lead guitarist, he was jumping around on stage the entire concert from start to finish. During “The Jack” he stripped off his famous schoolboy uniform, piece by piece to the roar of the crowd, to reveal his boxers that read AC/DC all over them. He also had an absolutely amazing guitar solo that lasted for the good part of 15-20 min. He was everywhere, lying on the stage, feet kicking in the air, running back stage while playing and doing one part to each side of the stage and crowd. The man has still got it, that’s for sure! He ended his solo coming through the bottom of the stage with just one beam of light transfixed on him, ran down the stage, jumped in front of the drums and they started playing right back into the song just as they left off. The drummer Phil Rudd was sitting playing his advanced stuff while smoking a cigarette, making it look like a breeze. Malcom Young and Cliff Williams were more in the background, but very much there!
The band itself seemed to be enjoying themselves a lot during the entire show, Brian Johnson making some joke or comment in between each song.
Everything was so tight and to the key, and so well done that the hour and 50 min they played felt like 10 min. They left the stage the first time in a rain of confetti. They then came back for an encore and played one more song in which the entire stage, bit by bit, shot out fireballs. The show ended with a massive fireworks show and the stage yet again shooting off fireballs. I was then left there in awe and just begging for them to re-enter the stage and do it all again.
All my wonderings and questions were answered. No they are absolutely not a washed up rock band, they can definitely pull off singing about women without sounding gross, Brian still has an unbelievable voice and YES they are still very much still the gods of rock. On Thursday the 28th of January I witnessed true rock in its very purest form, and I would gladly have paid three times the amount to see them again. For all of you that didn’t get to witness them, I’m sorry, because to be honest, you really missed out! All I have to do, is close my eyes and Angus Young lying on stage playing the guitar with his feet kicking in the air, will still be a vivid picture in my mind.
Stand up and be counted, for what you are about to receive. We are the dealers, we’ll give you everything that you need. Hail hail to the good times, cause rock has got the right of way, we ain’t no legend, ain’t no cause. We’re just living for today. For those about to rock we salute you!
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Roadtrip!!
On Tuesday we finished early at work and ran home to pack the stuff we needed. We were on a mission! For those of you not entirely clear of what our mission was, let me tell you, AC/DC was playing in Wellington (on the north island) and we (leone and I) were going to the concert and Regan and Annabelle were coming along for the trip and some fun.
Anyway, we packed in a hurry and got in the car, it was an amazing hot day and just perfect for a good drive with the windows down, wind in our hair and loud music. The drive up to Picton (where the ferry terminal is) usually takes 2 hours, our drive took 4 and a half. We stopped at lake Rotaiti, which is a beautiful lake full of eels at the bottom of a tiny mountain chain. Regan bet me 20 $ that I didn’t dare swim with the eels, so I proved him wrong and also found out that eels aren’t that interested in biting people. Did you know that eels aren’t matured (adults) until they reach the age of 90 years old?! How’s that for a fact!!
Sorry, back to the story.. Our next stop was in Blenheim, but only to get some food at the grocery store. Blenheim is about the same size as Bodo, maybe a little bit bigger. We finally arrived in Picton at about 10.30 pm and John met us at the ferry terminal and showed us back to his home about three km out of town. John is one of our regulars at the café, he is about 55-60 years old and comes into the café about 5 times a day. He used to come only 4 times a day, but after reading a research that said that all men that drink over 5 cups of coffee a day reduce their chances of prostate cancer, he started coming 5 times a day. He always buys a trim chocolate cappuccino, and in the mornings he gets a muffin as well, but without butter because he’s trying to watch his weight. John is a boatbuilder and therefore has a house and a boatyard in Picton, but is slowly moving in to his newly built house in Murchison, so he spends half his week in Picton, half in Murch. Being the nice guy that John is, he let us put our car outside his house while we were in Wellington, so that we didn’t have to bring it on the ferry, let us sleep in his sleepout behind his house and drove us to the ferry in the morning and picked us up when we came back! What a host! He even took us out for a coffee and showed us around town when we arrived late Tuesday night.
Wednesday morning at 5.30 we were back at the ferry terminal waiting for the ferry to leave. It was a beautiful ride over, the ocean was completely calm and we watched the sun come up and felt the temperature rise. When we got to Wellington it was pretty hot already. Annabelle and Leone’s aunt and cousin met us there and their cousin took us out to Paraparamu, about an hour out of town where they live. Its right next to the beach. We were pretty tired and hungry after only sleeping 4 hours and no breakfast so when we got “home” we pretty much left straight away and had lunch at a nice café and visited Lindale Farm, where they have NZ’s best ice cream, which is true! Leone and I went to the pool and swam around for a few hours, before gong back home to an amazingly good barbie. We finished the night with a stroll along the beach watching the sun set.
THE GRAND DAY: I woke up early in the morning with a smile on my face, knowing that today was AC/DC. We got a ride in with the aunt and headed straight for the Te Papa museum, which is an awesome museum that’s free and you can touch everything. We spent hours there just playing around. The rest of the day was spent walking around town, sitting on top of Mount Victoria in the middle of town and trying one of those paddle boats. It was quite funny because It just didn’t go forward and so we were stuck in the ocean bay for quite some time. After that little adventure it was finally time for the concert, so Leone and I walked/ran to the outdoor Westpac Arena and started standing in line. The concert wasn’t anything short of amazing, please read concert review.
After the concert Leone and I went out for a few drinks, as we were both blown away and not knowing what to do with ourselves and not in the mood to go home. At 1 am we decided to check what time the trains went home and to our surprise realized there was no trains going home, we were shocked to find that no buses went either and just laughed when we realized the taxi was 160 $ and all the hotels and hostels were fully booked for the night because of the concert! We sat down to have a think, we could either sit at an all night Burger King or go from pub to pub until the train left in the morning. Interesting!
As we were having a think Mr. Popsicle walked by and turned out he was in the same pickle as us. All he had managed to do was buy two popsicles while thinking of the situation, and now found himself thinking over the situation with us. He was going the same way as us, so we decided to hail down a cab to ask how much it would be for each of us. As we were hailing down a cab, a postal truck stopped and asked if we needed a lift! If we paid him gas money he would take us to our door, so we jumped in without hesitating. I got stuck in the back with Popsicle, but he was alright, working in the commercial industry. An hour later we were outside our door, had got home cheaper than the train would have been and had a grand ol’ laugh before falling soundly asleep as the two happiest girls in the world.
Our last day in Wellie, started off quite an early one again, it was too hot to sleep and I was too excited to tell everyone about the concert and try on my t-shirts to sleep. So was Leone and after reliving the concert we went for a run on the beach and a swim in the ocean, which was about 28 degrees. It was a beautiful start to the day! We went back to the house and had a little barbecue and fruit salad for lunch, before packing all our stuff and heading back into wellie. As a finish to our little holiday we went to the Lonestar restaurant for dinner. It’s a very cool NZ restaurant chain with a western cowboy interior and style. We met the aunt here, and she is so lovely, I had two very good strawberry margaritas and a massive plate of nachos. Mmmm.. The aunt was so kind, she paid for the entire meal and drove us to the ferry after!
The ferry ride again was perfect and John met us yet again at the ferry terminal and drove us to his place to pick up our car.
The car ride home started off quite rowdy, but died down quickly and by the time we reached home at 2.30 in the morning we were completely exhausted but very very happy and content.
Oh’ ye ol’ wellie!
Anyway, we packed in a hurry and got in the car, it was an amazing hot day and just perfect for a good drive with the windows down, wind in our hair and loud music. The drive up to Picton (where the ferry terminal is) usually takes 2 hours, our drive took 4 and a half. We stopped at lake Rotaiti, which is a beautiful lake full of eels at the bottom of a tiny mountain chain. Regan bet me 20 $ that I didn’t dare swim with the eels, so I proved him wrong and also found out that eels aren’t that interested in biting people. Did you know that eels aren’t matured (adults) until they reach the age of 90 years old?! How’s that for a fact!!
Sorry, back to the story.. Our next stop was in Blenheim, but only to get some food at the grocery store. Blenheim is about the same size as Bodo, maybe a little bit bigger. We finally arrived in Picton at about 10.30 pm and John met us at the ferry terminal and showed us back to his home about three km out of town. John is one of our regulars at the café, he is about 55-60 years old and comes into the café about 5 times a day. He used to come only 4 times a day, but after reading a research that said that all men that drink over 5 cups of coffee a day reduce their chances of prostate cancer, he started coming 5 times a day. He always buys a trim chocolate cappuccino, and in the mornings he gets a muffin as well, but without butter because he’s trying to watch his weight. John is a boatbuilder and therefore has a house and a boatyard in Picton, but is slowly moving in to his newly built house in Murchison, so he spends half his week in Picton, half in Murch. Being the nice guy that John is, he let us put our car outside his house while we were in Wellington, so that we didn’t have to bring it on the ferry, let us sleep in his sleepout behind his house and drove us to the ferry in the morning and picked us up when we came back! What a host! He even took us out for a coffee and showed us around town when we arrived late Tuesday night.
Wednesday morning at 5.30 we were back at the ferry terminal waiting for the ferry to leave. It was a beautiful ride over, the ocean was completely calm and we watched the sun come up and felt the temperature rise. When we got to Wellington it was pretty hot already. Annabelle and Leone’s aunt and cousin met us there and their cousin took us out to Paraparamu, about an hour out of town where they live. Its right next to the beach. We were pretty tired and hungry after only sleeping 4 hours and no breakfast so when we got “home” we pretty much left straight away and had lunch at a nice café and visited Lindale Farm, where they have NZ’s best ice cream, which is true! Leone and I went to the pool and swam around for a few hours, before gong back home to an amazingly good barbie. We finished the night with a stroll along the beach watching the sun set.
THE GRAND DAY: I woke up early in the morning with a smile on my face, knowing that today was AC/DC. We got a ride in with the aunt and headed straight for the Te Papa museum, which is an awesome museum that’s free and you can touch everything. We spent hours there just playing around. The rest of the day was spent walking around town, sitting on top of Mount Victoria in the middle of town and trying one of those paddle boats. It was quite funny because It just didn’t go forward and so we were stuck in the ocean bay for quite some time. After that little adventure it was finally time for the concert, so Leone and I walked/ran to the outdoor Westpac Arena and started standing in line. The concert wasn’t anything short of amazing, please read concert review.
After the concert Leone and I went out for a few drinks, as we were both blown away and not knowing what to do with ourselves and not in the mood to go home. At 1 am we decided to check what time the trains went home and to our surprise realized there was no trains going home, we were shocked to find that no buses went either and just laughed when we realized the taxi was 160 $ and all the hotels and hostels were fully booked for the night because of the concert! We sat down to have a think, we could either sit at an all night Burger King or go from pub to pub until the train left in the morning. Interesting!
As we were having a think Mr. Popsicle walked by and turned out he was in the same pickle as us. All he had managed to do was buy two popsicles while thinking of the situation, and now found himself thinking over the situation with us. He was going the same way as us, so we decided to hail down a cab to ask how much it would be for each of us. As we were hailing down a cab, a postal truck stopped and asked if we needed a lift! If we paid him gas money he would take us to our door, so we jumped in without hesitating. I got stuck in the back with Popsicle, but he was alright, working in the commercial industry. An hour later we were outside our door, had got home cheaper than the train would have been and had a grand ol’ laugh before falling soundly asleep as the two happiest girls in the world.
Our last day in Wellie, started off quite an early one again, it was too hot to sleep and I was too excited to tell everyone about the concert and try on my t-shirts to sleep. So was Leone and after reliving the concert we went for a run on the beach and a swim in the ocean, which was about 28 degrees. It was a beautiful start to the day! We went back to the house and had a little barbecue and fruit salad for lunch, before packing all our stuff and heading back into wellie. As a finish to our little holiday we went to the Lonestar restaurant for dinner. It’s a very cool NZ restaurant chain with a western cowboy interior and style. We met the aunt here, and she is so lovely, I had two very good strawberry margaritas and a massive plate of nachos. Mmmm.. The aunt was so kind, she paid for the entire meal and drove us to the ferry after!
The ferry ride again was perfect and John met us yet again at the ferry terminal and drove us to his place to pick up our car.
The car ride home started off quite rowdy, but died down quickly and by the time we reached home at 2.30 in the morning we were completely exhausted but very very happy and content.
Oh’ ye ol’ wellie!
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Invasion of the hippies!
For the last month there has been a hippiefestival going on a little bit outside Springs Junction, about an hour away from here. The festval itself is an hours walk into the forest, next to the river, and as they say themselves and people I know who have gone for a bit, it's been full of love, peace and a lot of nudity. They have been coming to Murchison in big groups for the last month and have definetly spiced up our average days! You can usually tell the hippies from everyone else, they're the ones with the very colorful clothing, the long hair and pretty much everyone of them carries around an instrument of somekind and a flask or bottle that they got real cheap at a garage sale. In other words they look like they come straight from the 60's. Its been quite funny having them around the cafe, they have caused a bit of a ruckus at the pub because they smell so bad its apparantly hard to serve them. (they dont have showers at the camp, and they havent been too eager to take a shower either strangely enough. guess its festival/ hippie life). Another thing that comes with being a hippie is drugs, some of them I have no idea what were on, but I have never seen so many people be so fascinated over a cookie and eat it with such fufillment and determination!
Saturday was the last day of the festival and as an ending they had asked the Commercial pub if they could play there live for the night, in which the pub said yes! The poster only said "live band" and so us girlies and Regen thought it was some local countryband coming through and thought it would be a fun night at the 'ol commercial. Mutch to our surprise it was not, instead of the guitar and drums and cowboy hats there was long gowns, beards to the chest, a mandolin, a banjo and a flute and dreads everywhere. And about 30 hippies jumping around singing to their hearts content and dancing to a rythm i found hard to find. It was awesome! The commercial was pretty full after a while and The Hamptin found itself shutting early as most people decided to come over to "the darkside". It didn't take long before one of the hippies came over and asked if we wanted to dance, naturally I said yes and away we went! Apart from the bit sweaty smell, it was a very fun night. Dancing with the hippies most of the night and watching them sing along to songs I have never heard before, mostly about love and happiness (which is a nice break from the partying and prostitue- songs on the radio). After a while they all got together in three massive rings and stood humming the word "ah" together for a looong time before going "brrrr" shaking their hands and then oing a massive group hug piling on top of eachother on the floor. It was ofcourse all fun and games until the flying mokeys come out, and one flying monkey nocked into one of the senior hippies and hurt one of her many piercings, in which she had to spend the next hour in the bathroom with the aid of three other hippies. Too much love i guess.
I had a chat to a few of the hippies, one who was from Australia and was here with alle her girl-friends, and to be honest they are pretty cool people i think. Too much hairgrowth in my opinion, but very good people i'd say!
In the end, we got invited to the next rainbow festival (i know, very appropriate name!) next year and wished peace and love on our bodies.
The day after, they decided to come to Rivers Cafe to have a public concert outside for all our guests. It was all good until they decided to dance on the tables, in which other poeple were supposed to eat off of. Thats when Jude the boss saw red, marched out there and told (yelled) them: "HAVE SOME RESPECT!!". They were very sorry and got off the tables, but they spent the rest of the day, from 11 am to 4 pm outside the cafe singing and dancing to our amusment and Jude ended up giving them all a free meal. Some rednecks appeared and wanted us to tell the hippies to leave, so we told therednecks to leave instead. It was good and so much peace and love!
its like what they say, if you cant beat them, join them! Long live the hippie culture!
Saturday was the last day of the festival and as an ending they had asked the Commercial pub if they could play there live for the night, in which the pub said yes! The poster only said "live band" and so us girlies and Regen thought it was some local countryband coming through and thought it would be a fun night at the 'ol commercial. Mutch to our surprise it was not, instead of the guitar and drums and cowboy hats there was long gowns, beards to the chest, a mandolin, a banjo and a flute and dreads everywhere. And about 30 hippies jumping around singing to their hearts content and dancing to a rythm i found hard to find. It was awesome! The commercial was pretty full after a while and The Hamptin found itself shutting early as most people decided to come over to "the darkside". It didn't take long before one of the hippies came over and asked if we wanted to dance, naturally I said yes and away we went! Apart from the bit sweaty smell, it was a very fun night. Dancing with the hippies most of the night and watching them sing along to songs I have never heard before, mostly about love and happiness (which is a nice break from the partying and prostitue- songs on the radio). After a while they all got together in three massive rings and stood humming the word "ah" together for a looong time before going "brrrr" shaking their hands and then oing a massive group hug piling on top of eachother on the floor. It was ofcourse all fun and games until the flying mokeys come out, and one flying monkey nocked into one of the senior hippies and hurt one of her many piercings, in which she had to spend the next hour in the bathroom with the aid of three other hippies. Too much love i guess.
I had a chat to a few of the hippies, one who was from Australia and was here with alle her girl-friends, and to be honest they are pretty cool people i think. Too much hairgrowth in my opinion, but very good people i'd say!
In the end, we got invited to the next rainbow festival (i know, very appropriate name!) next year and wished peace and love on our bodies.
The day after, they decided to come to Rivers Cafe to have a public concert outside for all our guests. It was all good until they decided to dance on the tables, in which other poeple were supposed to eat off of. Thats when Jude the boss saw red, marched out there and told (yelled) them: "HAVE SOME RESPECT!!". They were very sorry and got off the tables, but they spent the rest of the day, from 11 am to 4 pm outside the cafe singing and dancing to our amusment and Jude ended up giving them all a free meal. Some rednecks appeared and wanted us to tell the hippies to leave, so we told therednecks to leave instead. It was good and so much peace and love!
its like what they say, if you cant beat them, join them! Long live the hippie culture!
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
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