so
this
hostel i was stayin at
the one with dem cold showers
became mah late hang out spot
everytime me com back from the movie world
me walk towards the rail tracks away from the city
but not far from her either jus in the back yards less lights very quite
but there is also a parking space in the basement so every now an then
yu catch a sight of party goers heading back home zooming off in their warm cars
an i wud be standin at the door of hostel facing outside and the stair case behind me
leading first to the bar and chill out and breakfast area all in one
pass that then into another bar chill out area that is not in use low lights
[because the hostel only open during the week of the festival, so less is used]
pass this foyer then enter in the dormitory
on the ground flow there's about 34 or more bunk beds
then a tiny section upstairs with about 15 or more bunk beds and thats for gyals only
so there i was upstairs in the first bed on the corner
later it turned out that there was about only four of us that were fixed there
others strayed two or three nites the most
one gyal had her alarm set in the morning an every time it went off
she neva hears it so it wud keep going off every five minutes or whatever
an from that time on yu cyaan sleep anymo cos dis damn cellphone jus keep going off
and everytime anybodi walked in you cud hear them cos it was wooden floors
and the other gyal invited me to go to a jazz club but i was goin to reggae that nite
the other two very inquisitive gals asked me a lot of question
which in turn i asked them a whole lot of questions too
turns out one is brazillian but lives in amsterdam [studyin i guess]
the other is german an livin in amsterdam as well good friends them said they were
then the ederly lady who was always so punctual
that i did not haffi set up me alarm anymo
cos she wud go downstair to tek a shower at the same time evry mornin
so i regulated mah sef like dat
the other gyal who spent so much time on the mirror fixin hersef up
and i need to tie mah turban...
then downstairs at the bar from one o'clock in the mornin
we wud be sittng an talkin an listening to music
like the argentinian film maker who was so thrilled about the mood of that hostel
that he was actualy writing a script based on the hostel and lookin fo a camera man
he said that ever since he came to that hostel he kinda like started breathing again
cos he was invited by the festival so the first three nights he spent inna hotel
or the dutch projectionist who has a very intelligent his girlfriend
she one of the few people with the highest IQ in this world
so said the projectionist and he was not lying nor boastin
we was jus talking and he told us a lot of things about those big screens
and projectors and whats it like to be up there in that booth
and the difference between the morden technology and the old one
i think he finds himself uncomfortably between the two
the other guy is savin for a trip to australia with his 15 year old son
the othere guy is workin both at the hostel and at the festival
he is english from brixton with a heavy undiluted accent
then the other guy from rotterdam who worked the late nite shift
which began at one o'clock but him he wud already be there by ten
but he played good lounge music thats the reason i started hangin at the bar good music
but we cud not smoke inside...
and outside was cold but me use to hang downstairs by the door
watchin the late nite train passing arriving departing
snow falling or melting depending
rain fallin down in tiny silent drops
and someone wud walk out to hav a smoke too
then we end up having a chat too
and end up striking friendship too
that wud continue electronically henceforth
cos we ah livin
in ya dis ya time y'all...