Last week in Maastricht; a worthy goodbye...
Mood:  lucky
Topic: Night life & other action
My last week in Maastricht was a memorable one. I was kindly given accommodation in my friends place, where I found out that I wasn’t that allergic to all cats. It actually was a good training as preparation for my stay in KL, considering the tropical temperatures that developed during this long awaited week of sunshine. But being already familiar with the apartment I felt very much at home. I even discovered the toilet bowl had the same kind of problem as the former one in my house; having finished knitting your brown sweater it often needed “a hand”, sometimes not even more than a gentle breeze, for the flush of water came like a tidal wave, lifting up the stranded sweater, which was then floating in a momentum, and if lucky eventually one of the sleeves would cross the water line, dragging the rest of it with him. But enough talk about toilets. The Cinema cafe again became the epicentre of the neighbourhood. As always an oasis for us people who once and again have to escape from the rigid rhythm of everyday life, the owner, Guus, would give away his interpretation of, well, I never quite know whether it is Elton John or Dame Edna. Nevertheless, having had a lovely dinner to celebrate my friend’s decision to buy the house she was considering buying, we had to end up in our oasis. A truly great goodbye followed, and the last bottle of – almost – Champaign was opened to drink to my farewell. The real farewell though followed next morning. A bit strange, regarding the fact that I was still to be in the country for another week. Also because I was leaving more than a friend… I wish her all the best, knowing she deserves it, being the kind of person one can call oneself lucky to count as a friend.