Miss Murth

I'm back but more importantly Murth is back! She is reunited with Amsterdam West, New West in this case but she approves it! A lady of wisdom with her 12 years of life experience and she's been places, had some friends, lost some too but she's still going strong. From Amsterdam to the USA, from the US to London (with a stopover at Zurich for a fucking week) and now back in Amsterdam.

I'm still impressed by this all but she definitely is not, we crossed the Brooklyn Bridge to Manhattan multiple times on the bike,  we stayed in Brooklyn with our good friend Natasha and walked in Prospect Park. We also had the best place in Queens thanks to our good friend Justin.  To show her the real America and it's beautiful nature we went to Deer Isle in Maine next to Ocean and canoed from island to island, we even saw bald eagles! Nothing, it did not raise her eyebrows once! We tried the snow in New Hampshire but it only got her eyebrows frozen.

Winne (RIP) and Miss Murth at The Dean Hotel to have some coffee at Bolt and some dog cookies from the hotel people.

All Miss Murth needs is a walk to pee, poo and some food to keep doing this. Where ever she pees or poops or eat it does not matter to her. Next to the food she needs some hugs and sweet words and she is good to go. Sometimes I should maybe sit down and listen to her because she seems to know how it works. Murth looks at me as most people without dogs do, like "really?!"

Really, Miss Murth is back on the block!

Back on the block! The BMX dirt jumps are around the block and Murth loves it!!!

Back

HOLA, I wrote this a while ago (months) and I wasn't sure if I should post this but I wanna start this blog again and I want Jesse to know and read this. Here we go!

Like Jenny, I'm back on the block, back on my blog... maybe, I should be, I like this, writing.

But yeah, I'm back, back in Amsterdam, back home, back from RI (the smallest but the best state in The US!). The US was a dream full of floating and cruising around on all kinds of wheels, coffee, and donuts and I miss it! Actually Them, I miss them, all the good people I met, friends, homies. 

Now I'm back with both feet on the ground. The ground is harder than expected. 

At least where I landed the ground didn't bounce but slammed me into this new life although it's still the same life but it changed. I landed and slammed into a change. 

During my thirty fucking seven years, things changed and happened. Looking back at these changes and happenings, I realized how ridiculous my life is. Even more ridiculous I'm still living it. 

A ridiculous life in which I broke a sink of the wall in a bar just because I was drunk and slammed empty beer bottles into the ground because they were empty. 

A ridiculous life in which a stripper signed a card with a sharpie hold tight with her pussy and made me eat a banana out of the same pussy. 

A ridiculous life in which we trashed the trailers that Redbull provided us during the Redbull downhill weekend! 

A ridiculous life in which we ended up at a drum and bass party in a dodgy back alley of Barcelona. We thought it was fun to take the skater kids to the party until we lost one in an alley with transvestites (no worries we found him by now). A ridiculous life in which Mc Donald's is boring unless you start a food fight!! A ridiculous life in which I raced around Paris on a track bike like an idiot!!! 

This idiot grew older and continues this ridiculous life by doing ridiculous things that only affects the idiot itself. Only me ....... Jesse has been a big part of this life, racing with me through Paris (fixed), walking three pugs and from time to time kick my drunk ass. Jesse decided to continue her life without me and I and Murth are gonna rule this change in my (our) life. A change I didn't ask for but happened....

Jesse, you changed my life at this point and I'm sad about it. This is one shitty change but you gave me at least thousands of positive changes in my life for which I can't thank you enough. I cry a lot but I admit to it. Life is beautiful you showed me how beautiful.

Our lives are ridiculous, really ridiculous, the things we have seen and done in only 12 years. My parents together have not even seen a third of what we have seen, forget about the doing part. The divorce meant losing you but I only think about what I won in all the years we spent together. These 12 years were one big win.

Miss you and wish you all the best

Ik hou je