Небето на Нюкясъл…
Понякога искаш да кажеш нещо, понякога не…
Понякога просто не можеш да хванеш нещо отнякъде и да го сложиш д в думи. Особено когато не можеш да го побереш. Иска ми се кажа за улиците, къщите, тези много различни неща. Но това е само рутина, практика, дисциплина. Просто пъзел от по празнични парчета. Или нашите са различни. Именно парчета са различна форма, някои пасват на пръв поглед, но ако ги разгледаш от близо ще видиш назъбените им краища. Но пък когато опре до толкова различен пъзел, обикновено сме го гледали само на картинка. Има неща обаче, които са над пъзела или пък прекалено дълбоко в него.
So, lets try it that way. Do like the romans, they say… but not the romans, the people here. It’s not only them, actually. Have what they have. Ask them to advise you on your choice. That’s how you can try to get into their skin. So probably speak like them when you try to tell something. Sixth day around. It does not seem so different. It might seem but it’s not. The difference is in them. Also the similar things. I can beat around the bush for pages, but I’d rather get it from somewhere.
This fellows start right away with the lunch… at breakfast time. Nice… really nice. Usually I skip breakfast, but not in here. And probably the most famous one – the tea. Unfortunately they are not very precise with the time. But the tee time only. Quite certain about the milk and the sugar – with milk, no sugar. Have you ever drunk cherry beer. As strong as a beer, but tastes like lemonade. Strange… really strange. But it’s not here. It’s in the point of view. Looking at time, not having it. The culture (this one the people think about) is really good facilitated. Centers, cinemas, atelies, venues, festivals. Heritage is lovely kept. So that’s why this country is so popular. English music? You like it, don’t you? But it’s not only that. The crap people, as they call them are here as well. Low educated working class – it’s the same as everywhere. Living in distant quarters, shopping from malls on the main street, going to nightclubs in the center. The middle class is really polite and obeying. Cheers man. No, they say thank you, wear nice suits, living round the center or somewhere in the country side.