Eight years since I arrived in this town at the tender age of 21 with an open heart ready for whatever this city had in stores for me…the heart is still pretty much open although much, MUCH more cautious.
It’s been a real roller coaster and I’m sure it will continue to be until the very end, but it sure has been fun!
One of the coolest parts about being on the road? The people you meet.
One of the hardest parts about being on the road? Leaving the people you meet.
Being away from friends and family, settling in a different country and then having to leave it to settle somewhere new only to have to leave again.
A few weeks ago I said I was travelling around and wouldn’t be writing much (or at all, for that matter). But that doesn’t mean I didn’t have subjects to write about.
One of the places I visited was Pula, Croatia.
As it was low season, the hostel where I stayed was pretty much empty apart from me and some guy I didn’t even get to see. The hostel was small, actually. It only had two big dorms and it was lovely; kind of like a friend’s flat.
Anyway. The daughter of the owner, who also manages her own hostel with her brother a few roads down, was there and we chatted a bit. If you didn’t know better, you’d think she was American because of her accent and fluent English – she did live part of her life on that side of the Atlantic.
It was chatting to her mom later on, actually – when she came in offering an amazing cake she had just made! – that I found out Jasmina, her daughter, was a singer. She studied music in Chicago and still often sings around Pula and Zagreb.
I didn’t get to see her again as I went to Zagreb and then on to Germany but exchanged a couple of emails. It wasn’t until yesterday, though, that I actually clicked on her links to hear her music.
[ watch this space ]
Back to the old continent.
Well, have been back for a couple of weeks.
Arrived straight to a gig, packed a little bag and went back to the airport to set off to Germany and then Croatia. It was meant to be for a few days…am in Paris at the moment where I spent a day at a photo shoot with the band I work for and a day hanging out with some friends who live here. With one pair of jeans, one pair of broken Converse and a couple of tops bought along the way as the trip was being extended.
Bought myself an Eurostar ticket to get back to London in a couple of weeks and was meant to stay in Germany until then. Am thinking of staying in Paris a few more days though…
If it weren’t for the money issue (borderline broke), I’d probably be in Sarajevo at the moment heading down to Greece then moving on to Turkey.
Other than that, at the moment I’m extremely thankful for H&M, international friends, mitfahrgelegenheit (hitched a ride from Croatia to Germany last weekend!), no speed limit at the autobahn and coffee shops with plugs and free wifi.
Will try to post music news soon. Should try. So many notes written in a million little pieces of paper and several corners of my mind…
I re-booked my flight to come back to London on 22 May as I had tickets to see The Jezabels and almost missed it because a random officer at the airport was adamant I had drugs with me – and I’d be really clever. NOT! – to bring them freely in my bag. To London HEATHROW.
Should I be offended that he was unconvinced when I said, after being enquired about it several times, that I had never even taken any drugs?
Anyway. Dropped stuff at home, ran to gig and just made it. Fortunately – it was INCREDIBLE.
Hayley looks like she came straight from the set of Sixteen Candles or another John Hughes classic and she’s so cute and tiny, but then she opens her mouth and out comes that incredible voice! Perfect pitch. Matching with a perfect band…it’s been way too long since I heard a band playing so well.
They have everything to be pretentious. But they’re not. The sound on the video is not that great but it’s still pretty amazing – imagine live.
In this video, she had just forgotten most of the words halfway through “City Girl” so sat down slightly astonished and somewhat amused while trying to remember and the band played on, which was quite beautiful to listen to, actually. The video starts with her coming back to it and just really going for it to make it up for the blank moment (although she really “went for it” throughout the whole gig).