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That poor journalist has to travel by public transportation! I hadn’t expected that… So I have agreed to pick her up at the railway station. And we won’t do the interview at a restaurant, as I had originally planned, we will do it at my place instead. Now that the cleaning team has done its work, the house looks acceptable again…
I am fifteen minutes early, so that just leaves me the time to drop in at Yves Rocher’s. Is my daytime cream in yet? No, it is not! Very well, I’ll buy it in my local drugstore from now on!
I jump back into the car and hurry to the railway station. Yes, there she is! Chilled to the bone of course, but in the car it is warm. We immediately get into a pleasant conversation. In a way we are colleagues of course: We both work for the printing press, but she does that as a reporter and I do it as a translator.
I am glad it is this particular newspaper. That guarantees a high-standard interview. Interviews with transsexuals abound these days, but not all of them are useful. We often get to see such interviews on TV. Those work more to attract viewers to the TV-station than to inform anyone about transsexuality.
No this interview has to be different. Depending on the space available in the newspaper on the day of publication it may become quite an elaborate article. This reporter used to work for one of the Dutch tabloids that is given away for free and in that job she was often very disappointed about what was published from her articles in the end. She used to dig into a subject matter and collect a lot of information, only to find a 100 word publication somewhere down on page 8 in the newspaper left of it.
It is nice to chat with her about numbers of words and numbers of characters and how much time it takes to write those, but soon we get to the real subject matter: My experiences in life as a transsexual woman. She fills up half a notebook with notes while I am sitting, standing and walking about and telling my story. During the interview I make us some coffee and a light lunch, consisting of two delicious toasties after granny Snel’s recipe.
after that I take her back to the railway station, where she arrives just in time to catch the 2:08 train to Utrecht. The photographer will visit me in the beginning of January, but he will have to come to my workplace in Nieuwegein. So it will not be a glamour picture with lots of make-up and stuff, more like a full action picture, the way I really am.
At the end of the afternoon I am again struggling with my course assignment when Julia rings me up. Wouldn’t I like to go shopping down town and have dinner in a restaurant? Well, I would… But I’ve got so much to do!
Eventually I decide that going out for dinner is much more fun than working, so I go to Julia. Meanwhile it is starting to snow more and more heavily and the wind is getting stronger and stronger. I think in this whether only the polar bears would like to go for a stroll down town! S o we decide we will just have dinner together. This time at Plaza Futura. Julia is now living very close the city center and the restaurant is in walking distance, even in this whether!
Julia takes a Moroccan stew with lamb meat and I pick a fillet of pork in a savory sauce. We have so much to tell each other, but while enjoying this delicious food we fall silent now and then. Going out for dinner always was, and still is, one of our favorite hobbies!
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