lots to say

Well, after the past weekend I could write pages on all the funny shit I did or saw in Zurich.

I'll start with last Thursday night when I went to an art opening. I had been chatting the guy Urs on line and he told me about an art opening happening on Thursday at the "White Space". He didn't tell me what it would be but I went anyway. The opening was pretty mellow with 30 something's standing around chatting. The art piece was a collection of stories and painted photographs of victims of crime in Zurich. I suppose the purpose was to illustrate that crime does exist in Zurich, regardless of what the Swiss Tourist authority might say!

The man responsible for the art was a 40 or 50 year old messy looking French or Swiss-French guy. He was accompanied by his early 20 year old fashion punk boy friend and their three pound lap dog. Both guys were nice but I only spoke to the older artist briefly.


The high point of the night was when a young Swiss man from the east sang "Dada" music, accompanied by his guitar. It was great. He was a pretty good singer and guitar player. His songs included a Beetles cover, something in Spanish (I think) and then a few other pieces unknown to me. What made him a Dada singer will never be known to me. It was amusing. He didn't always sing or play with a standard rhythm or technique but I don't know why one would call this Dada.


Also started swimming with the Zurich Gay on Monday. They practice twice a week; Monday and Friday. After Friday's practice I went out with Paul, an Austrailian who's lived here for 3.5 years. We had Thai food for dinner then had drinks at Liquid. I like Paul. He's funny and nice too.

On Saturday, Paul invited me to dinner at his house with Roger and Joquim(?)- all swimmers from the gay Zurich team. We had a great time laughing and drining wine. Paul made good Thai food for dinner. After dinner we watched the best scenes from "Murial's Wedding" and listened to Kylie Minogue before going out dancing.

I talked the girls into going to this psuedo-underground party called unart. They wanted to go to T&M (or T&A as I call it) but I told them the crowd would be younger and more fun at this party. It turned out to be the case. We got there at 12 and I got home after 4:30am. It's a totally different experience going out with friends rather than alone. Those guys were hilarious. Unfortunately, Paul drank a little too much and left some of his dinner on the dance floor before stumbling home.

The crowd at the party was mid-20 year olds. I talked with lots of guys and had more fun than I have for months. I just wish Colin was with me.

Yesterday, I went running for the first time since I ran with Colin in June 2003. Today I hurt!