Just to say this out loud…I did not sleep in the park to get an understanding of being homeless. I think it is a pity that sleeping outdoors in the city is more often than not considered an aberration, that people sleep rough because they do not have other options. I slept in the park to get a better feel for this city I love.
It went quite well, all said.
I was feeling a little insecure, and around midnight sat up. A slightly drunk guy came and started pissing about 5 metres from the bench I was sleeping/sitting on. Must’ve suddenly seen me…he stopped and walked around where I was to piss in another corner. On his way back, he asked if I was alright, and if I needed food.
I had a good laugh about the situation, then fell quite fast asleep. Till the mosquitoes woke me around 0300 AM. Bloody mosquitoes…will take insect repellent on my next trip out.
(Thanks cousin Abey and dear friends Anna and James for making me feel better. Love you peeps.)