You’ll never guess what I did today.

Unless you read my facebook.

I went to a concert. For the first time in 2½ years. The first time since I started losing my eyesight.

Not surprisiingly it was a concert with my old classmate Tina Dickow. The 7th time I have seen her live.

It was in downtown Århus. Outdoors and free. A 15 minute bus ride away. So I thought I would give it a try. My parents are on a little trip to Finland, so I had to go by myself. It was somewhat daunting, to be honest. Just being out among so many people, in a place I have not been for many years. Difficult. But it went okay. I found my way there and back again without significant trouble. So that was good. Unfortunately it was hard to enjoy the music. I couldn’t get a good standing position, so I ended up out at the side of the place. Couldn’t see a thing. But of course I wouldn’t have been able to see much even if I’d been dead centre. But the problem was all the people. They seemed more interested in talking than in listening to the show. I really don’t get why you’d even go to the show if you’re going to spend the entire time chatting to friends and family. What’s the point? But oh well, I guess that’s what you can expect at an outdoor, festive venue like that. It was part of the Århus festival week. There are other performers as well. I kinda would have liked to see Ginger Ninja at the same place, tonight. But I don’t want to be out in the dark alone in my condition. It was hard enough in the sunlight.

So musically I didn’t get so much out of it. But it was a little personal victory, being able to go there on my own. Gives me hope that I can go to more concerts in the future. And maybe enjoy them more than this one. I think Tina is playing in Århus again in November, but that’s probably sold out by now anyway. I’m sure I’ll get to see her again in the future.

Here is a little video: youtube.com/watch?v=wWPj-8nBWn8. You can see the conditions. It probably would have been better in a central position, where people were a little more interested in the music. And in the shade of Århus Cathedral.

While I was waiting for my bus home, a guy came up and started talking to me. He seemed very friendly, he was waiting for the same bus as me and he wanted to help me get on the right one and get a seat and so on. Very helpful. And nice. Until we were talking about how some bus drivers don’t stop correctly so handicapped people can get in at the front. And the guy said about the drivers “it’s mostly those black ones”. Because of my phobia and the general stress of the situation I was just agreeing and not saying much to the things he were saying, so when he said that I just said “mhm yup” and nodded. And then it registered with me what he had said. And I thought “what the hell?”. I wish I was the kind of person who could speak up and say something against that kind of thing. But I did not. He just kept on talking about other things and I kept on nodding. And apart from that one remark, he really seemed like a very nice and caring person. Odd. I have never had a problem with “black bus drivers”. In fact I remember writing about that one time when I had the same bus driver going to the playground and going back. And how nice that driver was. I do believe that was a foreigner. So I have no reason to think that “blacks” don’t understand the correct way to treat the handicapped.

Actually, if anything I have the sense that immigrants are more polite and helpful than “the whites”. But that’s a stereotype too of course.

I may not be completely colour blind. But it sure ain’t far from it.

Another thing that guy said, was that he’d rather be deaf than blind. And I agreed with that too, of course. And meant it. The concert would have been (more) pointless if I had been deaf. And a world without music would be a sad thing. But I tell you, it’s not fun being blind. Even almost blind, that is not fun at all. If I had the choice, I’d rather be deaf.

But no point thinking about that. Adopt, adapt and improve.

And end entry.

Good news from the playground. Hans is all better. Up and running around. I went to see him yesterday and he seemed very well. Happy for treats and scratchies.

Video proof: youtube.com/watch?v=IDopXOw8JfI. There is also a hello to a new pony. Fernando. He’s a lil black one. To my weak eyes he looks a lot like Musse, our old lady, who left a while ago. If he is anywhere near as nice as she was, then we’ll be just fine.

Sille wasn’t too happy with him being there, though. She’s the big boss of the horses. So she tried to make Fernando feel welcome by chasing him around a little. I’m sure they’ll get along, though. And while that was happening Felix came over to the fence and said hello to Grethe. She seemed a little uneasy about it. Those horsies are awfully big.

In other playground news, it seems that Kurt has retired. That is too bad. He’s a great, great guy. I will miss him at the playground. He still has his own place with goats and sheep and so on, so he’ll still have some contact with the playground in those regards. And he should still be taking Hans some time in the future.

He’s been gone a long time, Kurt. I know he’s had physical problems with stress and such. I hope he’ll have a nice, stress-free life now. Although owning goats doesn’t sound stress-free to me!

I’ve had a nice couple of days. Seeing Hans get better. Getting lots of packages in the mail. Dinner with the parents. A great Brøndby result in the UEFA cup. Gotten some eyedrops from the hospital that may get me back a little of the brightness in my vision. Just a little. Maybe. But all in all, nice days. All I need is the sun to come back.

Guess it was a mistake to do that rain dance.