As you might know, I live in the Netherlands, and therefore no longer experience summer. Mostly here, Dutch people spend the middle of the year weeping uncontrollably as Hollywood repeatedly plays with their emotions by pretending that other countries have four seasons instead of just wet. Thankfully there are summer holidays. In the modern age this is where people fly thousands of miles to lay somewhere in sunshine whilst reading, in the hope of getting sunburned, dehydrated and some form of local food poisoning. If you are one of those people, you may be interested in what comes next.
The good folks at #Smashwords have launched their summer sale and you have exactly one month to take advantage of their generosity, providing you are an eBook reader. They are offering:
Existence Is Futile for half price
The Story of Albert Ross for free
Go get them now!
And just in case you live under a rock and for some reason haven’t seen the new music video from my band #Yu, you should definitely watch this video. The lyrics, the music and the video was all created by us, which is #Yu and not only me #GodDoesntLoveYou
This weekend heralds a weekend of partying and debauchery across Holland as it marks the first King’s Day since the inauguration of a King so good that he needs two names, King Willem-Alexander. Now a normal grown man would take the time to learn as much as he can about the culture and heritage surrounding King’s Day. Thankfully I am not a grown up.
I (along with my dear lady) have a long-held obsession with national celebrations. This fascination has led to us nearly being blown up in Malta, and nearly trampled to death in Menorca. I hold a firm belief in regards to new experiences. The thing you should do, the essential component in ensuring that you get the maximum from them is quite simple. Just experience them. Don’t pre-plan them. Don’t study them avidly. Just go, try to blend in and treat it as an anthropological investigation.
It’s for exactly those reasons that I have read as little as possible about King’s Day. I have bought the most expensive undercover surveillance kit I could afford. A fifteen euro orange t-shirt and some red, white and blue face paint. I have avoided conversations about the topic whenever I could in order to remain as ignorant as possible. The only knowledge I have about the celebrations come from secondary sources. Here is a list of my favourite spurious gossip that I have heard so far:
- There will be gazillions of people everywhere
- Everybody wears something orange
- Everybody will be selling whatever they can think of
- Everybody will get very, very drunk
- There is a famous man who you can pay to throw eggs at
As you can see, I am not particularly well-versed regarding what to expect and I sincerely hope that my ignorance will fan my enthusiasm to get as much as I can from King’s Day. I only hope that it will include windmills, clogs and rock and roll.
Have a lovely weekend, I will let you know what transpires 🙂