2many djs not enough time

last week flew by, doesnt seem like i have been back for a minute, yet it feels like a few months aswell.
did a VJ course which was amazing, making the visuals for a dj's set from computer animation, 3D modelling, film making, flash, grahpics and of course photography.

went on the traditional trip to cushendall with a few friends on friday, which was sweet, except for forgetting what time it was and laura very nearly missed her flight.

my wee sis had her 18th birhtday party, was pretty disappointed by the fellas drinkin alco-pops instead of beer, and mad to see her mates from when she was wee all grown up.

then last night went to shine for 2 Many DJs it was totally legend, about 4 taxi's of us went together and danced till sweat ran in my eyes the bass was all in our face and the boys from belgium rocked our world.
highlights
*two of them twiddling drum loops for a few minutes, working the crowd up and then droping "teenage kicks" - brillant
*having communion with anna and catherine at the side of the dancefloor
*everyone chanting one more tune for about 5mins and getting them to come back on for another 15mins
*went back to a party at alex & helens apartment until 11am this morning

so now im tired and i have to put together my first vj set for our course graduation tomorrow....

trust me on the pin number

in baz lutherman stylee if i have one piece of travel advice for anyone...
dont forget you pin number. especially if you are in ukraine where no one speaks english, especally if there banks dont take chip and pin, especially if it costs a bomb to use the internet or ring home, especially if you need to book a flight home, especially if you have to get buses between travel agents, internet and banks etc ad infitium.

there has been loads happening since siget some good some bad. i nearly went to russia but the visa was $300, so then i have to refund a plane and train ticket i had to buy to prove i was going to leave the country to get a visa. i have basically spent the last four days trying to sort it all out and contunally banging my head off language barriers. i have been flapping like a big bird. which is not really what i had in mind for this trip / pilgramige. but the few times i have chilled and listened to God have been cool. was singing folk songs with a drunk outside a church last night - he did one ukrainian i did one irish.

today i visited a set monastry site that was about the size of Dungannon, it was mad, so many churchs and caves and paths and lanes. didnt really understand much cause the english guide was $30 which is more than my hostel costs for a night!
it was mad, but definately felt the beard went down well. I havent shaved for about 3 weeks now, so even not so manly me has grown a fine ginger snot catcher. lovely

right im gone

what a feeleeng

Sziget for president.
forget Glasto or Oxegen, its the biggest festival in europe 350,000+ on an island in the middle of budapest, pure maddness. I have been along for the last two days helping out with amnesty international(free tickets) with my host nora. its been great craic and we finnish around 5 before any of the bands start playing. monday saw morceeba, nice and chilled at sunset, then last night went with bunch of hungarians to see their local heros Anima Sound System - kinda drum and bass, with a flute... nice. But you aint seen them till you seen 50,000 hungarians dance to them :) after that i lost one group of friends and found another (all these ppl had been workin at the stand too) and went to see Underworld, its was class.
the best big was when some random girl asked me to hold 3 drinks while she called her friends, after an unsuccessful call she gave me a drink and a smoke - pure grace.

then around 11 those guys were leaving so it was looking like an early departure until.... "ole ole OLE OLE" a big crowd of irish marched past, score. It was a group of about 10 or so who were collected up from different twos and threes to make one big crowd of craic. No sooner could you say "what part are you from?" and we were all giving it stacks in the techno tent until about 4.

I dont know any other nation who would just pick each other up along the way like that. go on ireland

we eventually made it down to a campsite to see dawn and listen to a cork man rippin the piss out of sean de paul, which was pure genius. i fell asleep in someone's tent around 7 and had the hardest cycle of my life back to the aparment just now, hanging, with my first ever hay fever and the killer sun beatin down on me for about half and hour, missions....

the adventure continues....

the end of the team

So after the last post and general considerations plus a night out wine tasting with the team I ended up kissing Sarah, one of the girls on the team. She is someoen who i had liked since I met her in April but hadnt really got to know her until the team.

Anyway, it was a none to sublte affair and when we got back with the "help" of Mick, it all kicked off big time. Ruth my co leader went mad at me, which is fair enough, but i was not really hearing it, Sarah got upset, my wee sis started backin me up and it all ended in tears.

The next morning everyone was hung over and still angry, plus it was our last day in Csurgo and still raining (so we couldnt do much on the site. It was all looking pretty grim, and that the cool team was finnished, but after some appologies, prayer, time to sleep and the weather improvin so we could do a few more hours on the site in the afternoon, we were back together.

It made me realise how much a leader's actions affect a team, instead of just Sarah and I having to work things out the next day it was everyone. I never anticipated such a negative reaction. A cool thing was that I didnt get the usual panic and ignore / leggit feeling after being with Sarah, just felt chilled and spent some time with her over the next few days, i dont know what will happen because she is just qualified as a teacher in dublin and ill be in belfast and heading back to Southampton.

Apart from that the end of the team was good in budapest, but I was pretty tired and glad to have been chillin today. I am staying with a couple Nora and Bryson from america who live here, they have an awesome apartment and have given me a set of keys, and an open invitation... sweet

better to have loved and lost, than never loved at all

thinkin deeply the yesterday on the bus, reading Ruthless Trust by Brennan Manning, it has a bit about gratitude and being grateful for all of our lives not just the "good" bits or people. it really challenged me, it feels liberating to think that God has been working through all things but then can i really say that some of the stuff i have done to other people was somehow something to be grateful for?

when in a vaguely disconnected way brought me on to thinkin about whether or not it is better to love and loose than never love at all? like if you are in a situation where you could get into a relationship with someone, knowing that ultimately and probably quite soon you will have to go your separate ways, is it better to do that for the good times with each other or does the risk of hurtin the other person mean its better to leave it?

is that loving and loosing?

Csurgooooooooooo

alright,
so its already tuesday of week two, in hungary that means time is flyin, but then it always does when you are away/doing somthing cool. we have been doing some hardcore building, hammerin like theres no tomorrow and by the grace of God not hitting or hatin each other yet :)

so cheers for the prayers and keep it real.

eagasheagrada(cheers)