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OK. I need to vent here. I get here Thursday night and they put me up in a different apartment for the night and i’m to move to the correct apartment Friday as the Musician is finishing up his last night. No problem and the place they put me in temporarily is in the next building, is nice so it’s cool. Friday comes, no one contacts me or tells me where to move etc, so I don’t know what to do and I end up just staying here till my gig. I get to the hotel Friday night and tell them I was supposed to move to the Flugihous and they say come in today (Saturday) and they will tell me where to go etc. This is fine except that it’s easily a mile and a 1/2 fucking walk UP a mountain to get to the Hotel so it’s not easy to get there. They gave me the key to the place i’m supposed to be staying in on Thursday night!! They could have just told me what number and i would move in there on my own no prob. So, I walk at least a Kilometer to the bus stop (by the way this town is at 6000 ft and easily as cold as Alaska) and every time i go up the hill it costs 3 francs!!..But I just can’t walk up and down that hill. My legs are still fucking killing me from just getting here!..So I get the bus at the bottom of the hill go to the hotel and it’s so busy and I can’t find anyone who speaks English. I get frustrated catch a bus for another 3 francs back down the hill. By this time i’m so fucking frustrated..I’m cut off here in South central Europe. almost NO ONE speaks English here, I can’t fucking read a sign, can’t find ANY FOOD…The last food I ate was at dinner last night at the hotel at this point. The place they have me in which is supposed to be temporary for a night but i’m on my 2nd day here, has no cooking utensils, no microwave, nothing to heat water for Tea..NOTHING…..So I hit the COOP which is the big food store and find some sandwiches, and prepackaged shit that I can eat cold, grab it and commence to eat 2 sandwiches and a wrap by the time I walk back to the place i’m staying at. Now you are wondering why I’m even pissed that i’m not in the new place and I just don’t stay here? Well I CAN’T GET ANY FUCKING INTERNET HERE! The other place, according to EVERYONE who was just down here has internet access. So, i’m here cut off, the only American and one of a few English Speaking people in St. Mortiz and I can’t even use my cell because the Danish Cell I got that was supposed to work all around Europe doesn’t work here either. I can’t call Laura and let her know i’m alive, can’t call family, can’t access Email for contracts and info on my upcoming Cruise ship gig, I feel isolated, alone and it’s a shit feeling. The ironic thing is that everyone I meet speaks at the minimum 2 languages and many speak 3-5 languages!!!..Now, you have to understand that The United States is as big or bigger then the whole of Europe and if we were a small country essentially the size of one of our states, in close proximity to a myriad of other countries with different cultures and languages, you can bet your ass we would all speak several languages too. Never the less, it will still make you feel very very stupid when you are one of the few people who can’t comunicate with the people here. Anyway, This gig is flat out hard. The work is hard, the bar i’m in is smokier then an Alaskan Salmon Smokehouse and i’m cut off from the world. I don’t know when I will be able to post these last few blogs but rest assured I will prevail and kick ass as usual. I could not have done this trip without the help of Laura and my family. It was a lot of scarifice and $$ up front but i’ve got 14 days left here and it will undoubtedly get easier once I get the lay of the land a bit better. Copenhagen is a lot easier to digest as almost everyone speaks English. Of course, i’m the dumbass who can ONLY speak English! Everyone else is multi-lingual.

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2 Responses to “Cut Off and Isolated in The Mountains:”

  1. Marietta on February 17th, 2008 6:20 pm

    I’m serious I would have broke down in tears. Hey..what a work out! I bet your gonna work your ass off! NO PUN INTENDED! HEY IF IT THIS HARD JUST GETTING THERE! Anyway..no worries..it will be with you the rest of your life and you will laugh for years to come. :-) smile..and hang in!

  2. Sagit on February 17th, 2008 7:45 pm

    HI Sean!!! I am just now reading your blogs. O h, I just realized you posted this one today. I totally know what you mean about the frustration of not knowing the fucking language and feeling isolated thank GOD for internet access and in English. You will find someone there that is from america and speaks fluent english. Perhaps someone you wouldn’t normaly befriend will suddenly become your “new best friend” soley basd on that fact. LOL laughing cuz it’s true.

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