the next day has been cold and grey, but it was london and it was exciting. i went to a restaurant, where members of FOND-germany met as i knew - how i came to know, i will tell another time.
at that day i didn't feel shadowed, but i better should have been distrustful. but about that later.
i found the FOND-members, they did eat and drink and chat (about the frog, too, about kensington-palais, too, and so on) and take photographs, gathering round the two leaders. after i left two german women (mother and daughter) went with me through the streets. we had a tourbook with us and talked about the motorcycle-photo. i called it funny, the daughter said, she would think, the younger one would be the prettier... i had no ticket for the show at evening and they helped me to decide, that it would be a must, not to miss it and to try to get one. i had to exchange my hidden reserves into pounds and i got one. the women stand me a coffee and after we went separate ways. sebastian has made a plan for me, to guide me from underground- to busstations, through streets at home, perfectly. i crossed a place with greens and benches and even if it was a cloudy day, every bench was taken by people who were friendly and calm, a southern atmosphere somehow. i loved it ! sebastian had no time for me, met friends in a pub to drink and play any kind of quiz-games. on the way to the show i realized, that i had forgotten my plan and i had to ask my way to wembley. that's the point when my intuition left me. there have been likeable people to lead me. they set me in a subway, drived some stations with me, set me in a train and waved good bye to me. after one station i was landing on a siding. i run around, asked people, nobody did understand. it was a nightmare and the time was running. tattered i arrived wembly yet, when the show started, ran to a door near stage to deliver a little book of Buber to a stewart, for Neil. i had written some lines in, but don't ask me what ! did i tell you already, that i've been beside myself? well. after i've taken my place, i saw the lower part of the revolving stage transparent. like in a fog, flooded by light i saw shapes coming and going, it was like a vision of an UFO .
and he? he was as good as usual, singing as it semt for friends maybe, somewhere above the stage. i strolled along through empty corridors sometimes, hearing him sing from far, knowing him near. it was a real but at the same time supernatural evening. back at home, don't ask me how i found the way there, in front of the appartement, i cried. i drank red wine and smoked with poor, listening sebastian...
last part will follow soon, if you can bear it :-))
Posted on Apr 15, 2000, 2:06 AM from IP address 62.104.219.85
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