Friday, 4 March 2011
390 nights, 390 mornings
For the last 3 years we have been waiting for this construction-site to begin. It is the building across the street, a former factory, mosque and sounds-studio will be transformed into Bobo-chique-lofts. The sign on the wooden board attached to the fence says: 01.03.2011 - 30.03.2011
13 months, 390 nights, 390 mornings. 25 lofts.
You can already tell by the dirty pavement: it is going to be a dirty job. And a noisy one. I know my friends for the early morning hours: ear plugs. Mr Paula is truly amazed how I sleep through the noise in the morning.
25 lofts will be sold, which equals approx. 50 new neighbours in our street, a street without neighbours so far, because the building has been empty for years. I think I might not mind the change at all. Though we will lose our open view, 2 storeys will be added on top of the building vis a vis. I am willing to trade the view for a new view. A different view, the view providing expensive Bulthaup kitchens and huge flat screens. There will be plenty of posh people to watch in the evenings, hopefully without curtains. When Mr Paula and I renovated our appartment last year, one of the things I took care of were curtains. Because I am not sure, if I want to offer views in return.