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Gay Pride Antwerp

juni 29, 2010

Ow boy, did I just had one of the best weekends of the year. Maybe because it was all so unexpected it turned out so well!

It started with thursday evening. A month ago I got to know someone from Barcelona, who was visiting Brussels for La Demence. As I was occupied those days we didn’t meet, although he had seen me, but didn’t want to disturb me. (Very kind of him but I’m rarely disturbed…). So we didn’t got the chance to meet then but he told me he’d be back in Belgium for the Antwerp pride which took place last weekend, we arranged that we’d meet then, and so it was, thursday evening I was going to pick him up and we’d have a drink together somewhere in Antwerp.

So, I usually try to speak with people online or in mail or something else, so I could have a clue about their likes and dislikes, in order to know what to expect from them, and so I could find out where to take them. But mister Barcelona didn’t really talk a lot online, so I was left a bit in the dark about “who” he really was, it all adds up to the mystery, and do I love mysteries! It intrigues me :p
Anyway, after some texting and some calls I finally arrived where I would pick him up, and there he was, a very cool guy, you could tell at first sight. Allready a pleasure for the eye, it would be a nice evening. So I finally met Nacho, I asked him where he wanted to go, but it was all up to me and so I took him to Bocadero, a summer event at the Schelde, partly organised by good friends of mine. It seemed like the perfect location for us to have a drink, it felt like Belgium and Barcelona at the same time. Nice good music, sand, cocktails, perfect weather… But as we were almost by ourselves, and some of his friends were going to Popi cafรฉ to have a drink, I didn’t object to go there aswell. I don’t want to force people to stay with me and with me only ๐Ÿ˜‰
Arriving @ the popi his friends didn’t seem to be there, so we still were alone, except from some drunk woman next to us who wouldn’t stop bothering us, telling us how goodlooking we were, smiling @ us and trying to have a conversation. I barely understood what she was saying, because it seemed to be a mixture of languages, I don’t remember if she was flemish, french or english or any other language. Anyway, N and me were exchanging weird looks about her. But it was fun. Receiving compliments always feel nice.
As N and me have had a busy day, me working and him travelling, we “quickly” (it was allready 2 pm I think, could be later, don’t remember :p) got into the car and drove back. I don’t have to work on Friday, so as N suggested I could stay for the night, I didn’t have to think twice and accepted the invitation. It was very nice, that’s all I will write about that part here ๐Ÿ˜‰

On fridays, in the afternoon I started to prepare to go to Frank, who was organising a BBQ for a “select” group of friends. It was more then a 1 hour drive, but it was worth it. A nice evening with all the people I love, uncomplicated, unforced… A relaxed evening. They even got me to go to the fair in Antwerp afterwards, another trip of an hour, and I had to work the next day :s. I got home at 2 or something like that.

Saturday went by very slowly, @ work that is… I wanted it to be 18h so quickly so i could go home, change into my white outfit and head for the white party. I was going there with my supersexy friend Delor. There wasn’t really a good ambiance at the white party. It started to improve when it went dark. I guess it’s just not flattering to see some gays all white and in daylight. The place seemed to be to big aswell. They should have closed an area to get more people together. I met N there again, he’s was so cute hehe. As the white party came to an end at midnight and I still hadn’t eaten my dinner yet, I invited him to join me to grab something quickly before heading to R&B, but as we are gay, offcourse we needed to change it another outfit :p.
The Red&Blue was for once again in a long time very nice. The music was good, the ambiance was pleasant, lots of people, a lovely mixture, many people I know, didn’t know, recently got to know and some I hadn’t seen in ages. Although it was too crowded in the begining, which I don’t like, coz I need some place to shake my ass off (and with my big feet, i do need some more then others!) Halfway through the night I couldn’t stop myself from dancing around, laughing, jumping, drinking and other things to do. It was a very wonderfull evening and I ended up staying with N again in his hotel. We arrived around 7 so N asked for a late checkout, luckily, cos i got up when it was 13h ๐Ÿ™‚

On sundays we went with a friend of Nacho’s, Fred, to Bocadero and had a drink before chillin’ and then we went to Mezzio Giorno, but we were all exhausted from the R&B the night before, so we did leave rather quickly.

So in the end, I got home on Mondays, my mother was calling me because she expected me to be home on Saturdaynight… ooops ๐Ÿ˜‰ well anyway, It was a very nice weekend, nice weather, nice parties, but most of all, I liked the company I was in, my friends and my new friends-to-be… ๐Ÿ˜‰

So i’m walking around with a smile on my face, thinking about the last weekend and wondering what to do the next. I’ve been asked repeatedly to go to Madrid, and although I really want to, I need to get my budget checked before making plans…



augustus 26, 2007

Hierjuist ne flyer doorgekregen, party in gent, lijkt me wel coole fuif om mijn verjaardag te vieren… moet maar komen naar daar als ge mij 3 bezen wilt geven รฉ ๐Ÿ˜‰

Edit: heb juist beseft dat ik dan geen kot meer heb in Gent ๐Ÿ˜ฅ dat wordt ook wennen, naar Gent uitgaan maar er niet kunnen slapen in mijn eigen bed ๐Ÿ˜ฅ




augustus 26, 2007



Galabal – BE THERE

april 16, 2007




maart 11, 2007

Het superliedje voor’t moment vind ik toch wel, maar is die kerel in die clip dezefde van in put your hands up for detroit?