i went to the music festival in montpellier yesterday. it was like a big riot. everywhere you go, there are bands playing. dj, jazz, rock, punk, everyone with a beer and weed
after the music festival, we went a friend's home. the brasil guy know everyone: hey sam, hey Ferdnando, hey you guys
even when we were strolling arond. he went to the corner of the street and pat a dunk guy in the street. hey Alex, hows things going
the guy was sleeping on the ground, totally unconcious
2 o clock, pigs with their sticks appeared. saying like ok now everybody go home, nobody wants any problem. music went off, people went home. leaving the WHOLE city of bottles, joint tips
and we went back home. the brasillians are nature born musicians! they played cool samba with jusc one drum and one guitar
i was like sitting in the Bueno Vista Social Club
we had fun until 6 o clock. everybody drunk and stoned. they call me qingdao coz it's the only chinese thing they know - beer |