September 1st: In the Guesthouse...A party for us, Anne, Shanti and Daan..with our own home made music...and Turkish kebab pizza's >the rest of the people were playing poker....


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Impression of me the last week...at the moment the weather is more worse than the Irish weather...Anne, the guy on the picture is living in my house now...and it is a good experience...He is a special friend for me since we are 16...when we are together, you got a problem...cause we like to play with absurd and cynical things in normal day life...


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Real life in the Netherlands has begun...and it's weird cause I can;t acclimate, cause I feel the warm breath of the theatre school in my neck...and thats fucked....

Today I head off to Dublin! After a long night with Irish lats, singing songs with the lovely king Ubu cast drinking Heineken, Smithwicks and Bulmers till 7 am...I go for a party weekend before I head off to Nederland! Nederlandaaaaajaaa or nooo....well...I'll be back on Tuesday fellas!

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Completely focused on King Ubu at the moment...fuckin' hell, theatre is so freakin' heavy, this kind of theatre...work hours from 9 am till 11 pm...in 30 celcius degrees heat...today 2 performances...one thing is clear...I don't wanna be an actor in this kind of theatre...never...too big, too much shit, too much clothing changes, too less love... ( Read more... )

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Ik zit in een Iers toneel stuk!

Het stuk verteld het verhaal over een vunzige kerel die met zijn vrouw de koning vermoorden en de macht van de hele wereld over nemen. Er ontstaat enorme chaos evenals grote oorlogen.

Een visueel stuk met veel absurditeit, horror, vieze worden, grof taalgebruik en live muziek.


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This weekend was awesome…Me and Pau went to a pub in Galway. The pub ‘Roisin dubh’ was a new Galway experience for me.Very nice atmosphere and way more cheaper than the clubs…and no frustrated bunnygirls…Pau and I always went to the clubs of galway where they ask 10 euro admission for crap music/dj's…so now we had more fun for less money!
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Zaterdag nam ik om half 3 de bus terug naar Galway, om 9 uur was ik thuis…een erg lange reis…maar zeer mooi, dat Ierse landschap

Gister heb ik van 2 verschillende taxi chaufeurs gehoord dat mijn Engels zo goed was voor een niet-Ier...ik werd vergeleken met Poolse mensen die al 3 jaar in Ierland zijn, maar er weinig van bakken...kun je nagaan....