For One of the Thousands in Love with the Moon

 

So far I have seen 2 sunsets in the last week. There is still no chance I will turn into a romantic beeing in this lifetime. This time I was thinking: how to paint it, where is my canvas and where are my colors? 

After 2 very interesting and exhausting days I met up with Larry again. We met at Starbucks in a new part of San Jose, never been there before. Lots of half naked men. Did I ever mention that I am addicted to “Vanilla Frappuchino – Coffee, Vanilla flavor, no whip cream and large please! Thank you for liking my purse, her name is Emma, join her Facebook Fanpage if you like!”

We talked about our last meeting and what was new, after that I asked him to help me with some English stuff. We went on to a little restaurant where we spent most of the afternoon. I love my IPad and the mobile hotspot. After hours of working and tormenting the Thesaurus to find acronyms I was able to mail the result to the right person, the answer was in my mail 15 min later.
- Hurray to Gerd!

We drove along the road to a really great Geocache: It was a statue build out of an old VW. Till I got that – not what it was crafted out but what a VW is (Volkswagen!), I taught Larry how to say it in German (VW) and the rest of the alphabet. Finally a large ammo box! And a travel bug! Frogs for Claudia! - Hurray to me! I hope my skin will be growing back soon, I scratched myself by pulling this box out of the hippo!

Larry asked me out for dinner and mentioned a restaurant beneath the telescope I went with him earlier. He told me to go there to watch the sunset and the lights of San Jose. Again I needed to tell somebody that I am non romantic, never been, never will be. Not interested in chocolates, flowers, candlelight dinners, sunsets and so on. Maybe Sex-on-the-beach without sand and in a glass. If Chaed ever purposes to me, he should built a Geocache or something else technical attractive where I at least find the ring (or a check.)

So we drove again up this winding mountain road – fun, fun, fun! This time I didn't kill a Squirrel, only a ghost one. We drove to far, turned around (good joke there) and went into the restaurant. We talked a lot, here it is also political correct to not have an opinion about politics, religion, history and so on, completely different what I was told. Lucky with Larry I can talk about everything and am allowed to curse. It is relaxing not to take care of the No-Goes, just be a German-European-Cultural-Being.

We also talked a lot about Classical Music, I tried to explain how Wagner is working with the Leitmotif case (as Richard Strauss did and John Williams is actually doing), I couldn’t answer the questions why all great composers are from Germany – Mozart wasn’t! – and what the difference is to compose because it is your job (e.g. Bach and Verdi did) and for the pure fun. But that doesn’t mean they weren't a geniuses.

After two hours of talking, showing him pictures of my family and friends and my own paintings we went outside to have a look at the sunset. I took a few pictures, discussed the hazed weather, apparently you could also see the bridges at the horizon when the weather is better, I finally saw a few deer running around.

 

Back inside we ordered our diner . I ate so much seafood since I came here, I didn’t eat that much in the last few years. At the moment I rarely eat fruit or vegetables. Fruits and other green things to eat are extraordinary expensive here.

Every few minutes I jumped around to take new pictures. But it is as always: they are not even close to reality. He told me, the city down there is twinkling like diamonds, he is loving it. And I can completely agree with it.