lost stories

Since I lost everything, I am starting all over again. Just simple object shacks my life. It seem like natural disaster, which you can not control over it but you should learn how to deal with it.

My story begins with the first trip to work with chef Katsumi Ishida.
I met him when I was at Le Verre Vole . He is a friend with my co worker Ryo. He is a Japanese chef . He is a great guy and chef. I respect him a lot as a chef. He always treat me like as if I am his apprentice but he trust me to do many things. By the way, Ryo opened Le Verre vole Tokyo. With Natural wine connection in France, many people talk about chef Katsumi Ishida. He is the rock star among natural wine makers. He like rock and always rock and roll. Before I left Verre Vole, I had a chance to meet him again because he came by the restaurant to hang out. I want to be his friend and he should show me some tricks. That is why I asked him, with my bad French, if I can have a stagiaire at his kitchen and he accepted me, just right there soon after I asked him. I was hungry for learn new technics of cooking. I did not ask him to pay me because I wanted to learn to be a chef. 2 months at Lyon was great times, except someone pushed me so I was bleeding and, my computer was stolen same night. After all I could not  write at all. It became my good excuse of not much writing even though I call myself as a writer on my card. Now, I got my new 300 euro window vistar computer. Shit computer but I just want to happy to see all the porn whenever I want to see. haha, it may just be a jock. I saved good enough money to travel around the world but living at the hostel was way too expensive for non-income. I had to push myself to limit to see how far I can go on. It was a part of my life experience.

my place

In Brussels, I got a job which makes me feel as if i am an actual chef. Then, I got a place to live. My place is something like you might have seen in 80's movies. The studio seems to be frozen time from 80's. The 80's style studio with the window view of 19 century city but I am actually living in 21 century, funny. When I first time saw the room, I didn't feel like fitting into me. First of all, it was kinda big studio for myself. Well, my past apartments was pretty small since I didn't want to pay too much for it, the studio I got is still good deal for the size and location. Especially, the studio i had in Paris was the most smallest room I've never had in my life. Now in Brussels, I got biggest studio in my life.
Even though I am from 80's, I didn't like the style of the studio. The kitchen is way too small, I know I am not gonna cook much at home but I am a chef and need a proper kitchen just in case of cooking for someone special. There were too many furniture that I do not need all. For instant, additional single bad just takes the space. Previously, there were one single mom and a kid used to live. That is why there is a double bed and a single bed.
Anyhow, soon as I moved there, I rearrange whole place. Now, I like my place a lot. One thing is that I haven't slept on the double bed for ages so, I still sleep one side of the bed. I need a lady to fill in, i guess and i wish. I use the single bed as my 'nap bed' and as a couch. I totally pimped up my place. Next thing I am gonna do is to put my photo works on my walls. I am thinking of using my place as well as a gallery, will see what's gonna happen.
I feel like settling down in Brussels. It is feeling of saying ' You know what? I want to stay.' I've been moving around and I finally found the point of staying and focus on my career. I got a place to live and a job to work. I think my life will get smoother. It's been only 3 months in Brussels and I still don't know here. However, I think it would be really cool to live here for a while.
Belgium is 6th country that I've been working as a chef. In this stage, I should rich up my skill and knowledge. My life turns up hill. There is still far far away to reach the top but I am not looking forward to reach the top yet, I will keep looking up to be there. There is no more worries and struggles but happiness and potential for me. As I like to say often 'Love more, smile more and then much more happier', feel cool to be stand alone and strong.
The last words: I will have the house warming party next month so, you all are invited! Come!

Living in Provence

Where I am right now is called La-Drome-Provence and the town I am staying is Valaurie. I've no I idea what it means but even the name sounds beautiful, isn't it? At the farm, I've been here 3 weeks already and I don't feel like to move. This could be my actual first time for feeling of staying. Thinking of have you ever had thought of 'no, I want to stay'. I think I never had had once. Even though when I stay with my family, I always find a way to stay away from them. I think I finally found my peace here. I became little slow down and relax little bit, simply eat well, work well, and make sure enjoy well.

what happen last two months??

Here are the things that happened to me. My computer was stolen which is the biggest thing for me. Some stupid mother fucker took my baby away and I want my baby back to keep writing and have my own entertainment. who-the-fuck-ever you are, you will pay for taking other person's belongs.
I feel kinda more likely lost myself after all. I don't know. A day before I came to France, my computer broken down and I had no choice but brought it with me anyhow. I used to use my buddy's computer when I started to live in France. Once my friend needed it back, I gave him and I was saving money for buying new one. it took me 4 or 5 months even though it was the cheapest thing anyone can buy. You know people say all the times 'cheap shit', which means it is cheap and it is shit. My computer was that but I liked it. Now, I am at a farm and they are kind enough to let me use their computer to do whatever hell I wanna do with this computer but once I left here, I don't know how to communicate.
Mmm, working at a farm is my second stage of this trip but, only 5.80 Euro is in my pocket and that is all. Good news is that working at a farm doesn't really need money so I got 3 more weeks to bounce back. I tried all these restaurants around this area in order to let them know I am available to work. In three days, I walked about 4 km and visited 6 restaurants. Two restaurants were closed for out of season. Only one chef, I actually met to talk about, you know a chef to a chef. And non of them needed someone to cook right now. So, what should I do from now....
I am not going to give up my traveling. I have to go threw no matter what. I believe in myself and there is always the way to get it done. I knew I would be out of money and no where to go but I prepared. I got my tent and sleeping back. I don't have a computer to type my thoughts but I got my note. My knife case, chef jackets, and working shoes are in my back so I am ready to work. My camera will keep documenting my view of the world and my guitar will be my entertainment. So, am I okay?? I think so. Even though I have walk long way with my baggage, I think I should get threw what I planed. This time I will put a big sign on my back pack "I am a cook to be hired. If you need someone to cook for you, here I am!"
World Tour: Rated R is continuing