All about: Christmas

The Slackted Poetry of Martijn Benders
if all hope is abandoned and you lay awake watching the Contenders play tapes of some obscure rock band you're welcome to enter and check out this slender, delicate verse with metaphors galore like a Roman brothel frothing incantations through the door Benders puts his fledgling words in a titanium blender and renders magic, genre-bending ...
Santa Clauses
I want to describe this Christmas market with its two santa clauses with its smell of burning sugar and nuts its pointy shoed elves, its fake snow on miniature chalets, its happy tunes its steel frames covered with fake silk flowers its plastic mistletoes in the flickering light with a language that isn't subject to ...
December 27-30. Those days before newyear.
At 7:30 we start working with five people to complete the wallframes and prepare for the concrete foundation of the brick wall. We need more cement and metal rods. Perhaps the "big guy" in the village can chip in with a little donation. Until then, I have to play the big guy myself.

We ...
December 25-26. Merry.
If you are a special a Luo host will serve you chicken. On our first night here this happened. A hen walked in and out in the afternoon. We didn't hear her at night as we tasted the rosy strong flesh of Kenyan chicken. But christmas is something else. We have a goatmeal today, and ...
Merry Christmas
I wish every reader of this blog a very merry Christmas.

Especially for my Russian readers and friends, with many thanks to Lena, here is a rhyme I learned:

У ПОПА БЫЛА СОБАКА,
ОН ЕЕ ЛЮБИЛ.
ОНА СЪЕЛА КУСОК МЯСА-
ОН ЕЕ УБИЛ,
В ЗЕМЛЮ ЗАКОПАЛ,
НАДПИСЬ НАПИСАЛ, ЧТО:
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Katowice to the Netherlands
Finally, a bus picked us up and drove to the Polish border. Border control took about two hours, they really took their time. But I didn't care, because they played a movie on the in-bus television screen. It was a Russian remake of the action movie "commando" (1985), called "День Д"(Day D), brainless entertainment.
It ...