It seems that you can always predict one thing about the weather here: at some point during the day it’s going to rain. And it’s going to be sunny. Whether or not those events will coincide with your plans or serve to thwart them is the unpredictable variable.
Rented a bike, and now I have to reacquaint myself with riding one. It’s been about ten years since I was last on a two wheeler that wasn’t bolted to a gym floor. Pathetic, right? Truth is I’ve had an uneasy relationship with vehicles my entire life. Learning to ride the bike was dicey in the first place. The best efforts of my family were for naught. It wasn’t until I had time alone in New Bedford that i finally got the knack of it. I even have memories of trike training being difficult. So I plan to spend some time at a local parking lot exploring my incompetence before hitting Sylt’s open roads.
One of the things that is happening here at the residency site is the MeerKabarett, which I gather is a series of shows, a bit of a festival with different act each night. Last night I joined my hosts and some of their friends for the first act of a satirical sketch show , performed by a troupe miming to a taped soundtrack. Probably a bit like English panto, the show was full of cultural references, some of which I caught, some of which went sailing by: A writer wants to capture Blackbeard the pirate, which devolves into two famous kid detectives sort of like the Hardy Boys searching for a kidnapped Parrot through Mexico and ultimately into a confrontation with the Samuel Jackson/John Travolta characters from Pulp Fiction. At that point there was a break, to enable the patrons to order food and drink, and I made my excuses and returned to my room to do a bit more drawing.
This morning it’s a bit chilly, and I woke out of an elaborate dream. I finally feel like I’m settling in.
Tags: bicycles, daily photo, entertainment, Sylt, weather