Other places spotted to eat DELICIOUSLY: Surf n Turf, Piscadera (next to Hooks Hut), my mom's place.
mjammie
Other places spotted to eat DELICIOUSLY: Surf n Turf, Piscadera (next to Hooks Hut), my mom's place.
why siesta?
Come to the island and walk around and do your business around noon, 1nish, don't drink much water and don't eat lunch yet. All your energy will be sucked out and you will function perfectly as a nice carpet in your bathroom.
Eating at 'Marche' (the market)
Eating really really good food, the local food, the fish is sooo good and you get a loh. 9 guilders for a meal, that's like 3 euro something.
It's where everybody will eat: tourists, locals, office people, artists anyone.
my penthouse
foto's van mijn klamboe. Ik heb een wit nestje waarin ik slaap. Ik slaap elke dag heerlijk uit en helemaal uitegust werp ik een blik op mijn mobieltje om te ontdekken dat het pas half 8 in de ochtend is. Voordeel van mijn penthouse: overal heerlijk wind, alsof je in een strandhuis zit, overal licht, geen TV, helemaal retro. Nadeel: ik hoor vaak het gejank en gekerm van ongelukkige honden, of pups en dat stoort me enorm. Ben afgelopen zondag naar de bron van ellende gelopen: een hok met 5 pups zonder water, in hun eigen shit. Ik ging wat ijsblokjes halen om door de gaten van het hok te duwen, kwam ik terug, komt de eigenaar net van zijn baseball middagje. Ik zei gewoon dat de hondjes de hele middag mensen uit hun siesta haalden, misschien hebben ze water nodig? Ik ging weer terug en het gejank was over voor die middag.
project Buena Vista
We are now heating up to the community art project Buena Vista. This is a neigborhood where i have lived myself. I hated it for the oil rafinary (how do i spell that?) that keeps on poluting our planet with every single second. I also hated the tick pest that was driving my dogs insane (for real) and sick. I loved it for it's location and the karate-period i had there. My time with Lady, Baggio & Sprinky. 3 special dogs i had, a very special dog team they were. After Lady died of oldness, the other dogs just quite and checked out soon after her, although they were not even sick. There i also discovered my love for unfinished buildings, no, that was already before that.
Drugaddicts rubbed us blind there, they stole everything that was not attached. Fortunatly my room was so messy that they had no idea what to take. Being sloppy has it's advantages, gna gna.
Now that i think of it: it had more bad stuff for me than good. But, life happened there, and i learned how to make the best of it. Now let's see what can come out of the project. I'm really looking forward to it.
In memoriam
Uncle Boyzy was my master cook uncle of Caribbean food! His rice was the best...he had a secret style. He knew how to make the best pork-chop and where to find the finest meat.
I remember my holidays on St.Maarten. As a little girl i would hide behind a wall on the veranda so if he would come from work at the casino, i would jump out and startle him. Every day. I would wait patiently in the burning sun, he whistles as if he doesnt know that i'm standing there, and than i would jump out and scare the be-jesus out of him. Of course he acted startled. Everyday. It was our game.
He would always talk and make you feel accepted, you are the niece and you are family. Just as my other 2 uncles that also died, they all 3 had that same sweetness and kindness towards me.
Also still when i called him from the Netherlands, we would have much to chat about and he enjoyed the chats.
Tio Boyzy, kumindamentu pa Mamai i Dada i bo otro rumanan!
Onder de pannen
Shame on me, ben nog niet ECHT naar het strand gegaan. Ben elke dag op IBB, het instituut waar ik werk en ben me aan het orienteren in mijn job. Ik ben naar de wijk gegaan waar we een project gaan doen en ik ben in de onderzoekfase, de ideeen stromen binnen en ik ben aan het schetsen, knutselen, verzamelen etc. Ik ben ook de kids aan het leren kennen, kijken waar ze zijn, op welk niveau. Ze ook veel vertellen over mijn ervaringen op de Rietveld en Nederland in het algemeen.
Internettoegang valt een beetje tegen, doordat we pas verhuisd zijn hier is dat allemaal nog niet allemaal geinstalleerd. En wat ik vang uit de lucht is beveiligd.
Gister effe snel naar Hooks hut gegaan, een strandje een beetje in de buurt. De zon was al aan het ondergaan. Een bruidspaar was foto's aan het maken en had een receptie.
Ik ging het water in, verbazend koud. Maar daarna... wil je er niet meer uit. Het was effe lekker, maar honger dreef me eruit. Ook keek ik zorgelijk naar hoe de luchtvervuiling van de ISLA raffinaderij neerdaalde in de zee :(((. ISLA wordt een big issue in mijn kunst, dat kan ik je nu al zeggen.
Deze week allerlei dingen zitten regelen: mijn bankpasje hier laten vernieuwen, mijn beltegoed hier re-activeren, strandspullen kopen, boodschappen doen, familie bezoeken etc. En dan ben ik nog niet toegekomen mijn vrienden hier te ontmoeten, maar die kan ik op 1 hand tellen.
Ik mis mijn vrienden in Amsterdam ontzettend, waren jullie maar hier om mee te genieten!!
Ook droevig nieuws: mijn oom is stervende(kanker). Hij woont op St. Maarten. Ik ga vrijdag ernaartoe. Ik wil hem graag levend nog zien en wat quality time met hem spenderen. Hij kookte altijd heeeerlijk quality eten. Boe :(
Arrival
View from the place i work, you are looking at 'Waaigat'.
Green building is where i am working: Instituto Buena Bista!
Flight was very comfortable, i upgraded my seat to comfort class, which was good cause i was actually very tired and wanted to sleep the entire flight. Because of tiredness i was also very emotional. Tears sprang into my eyes when i saw the caribbean sea from my window. We landed first on Aruba, it looked very dry and restless, with dead american girls on the bottom of the sea, but that was just my impression. When i walked in the corridor of the airport in Curacao the warm wind gave me a welcoming hug, i heard boys chatting in Papiamentu, i was back! The lady that has been sending me all those nice emails, was standing with my name in her hands waiting for me. My parents picked me up and i went home!
It's wednesday, i'm at the IBB (Instituto Buena Bista) and getting known with everything. It's in city centre Punda. (see pics)
Yesterday i got my appartment. It's a shabby retro attic appartment, but for me it's perfect. It has a beach appartment feel to it, because it's all wood and windows allround. And it's not far from my parents.
I'm driving a grand cherokee Jeep, very powerfull, and fortunatly automatic. I don't care so much about cars, the older and shabbier, the better for me.
The kids i'll be teaching are between 15 and 25 years old, and they are a good mix of people, typical Curacao, from all different backgrounds. They all wear the uniforms of the highschool they go to, they come after school. I'm glad i'm before the uniform period. We did good in high school to always have been striking against uniforms, hehe.
Anyways, i'm need to do some groceries and such, i'll update you later about my appartment :) I wish u were here!!
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