Chateau Meiland is back and we really needed that
While I was ruminating on the press conference and the tightened measures and calculating how many days there are between March 23 and June 1, I suddenly thought: March 23, March 23. There was something with March 23. And then there was suddenly space between my buttocks and the bench because I jumped up with joy. March 23. Chateau Meiland. I couldn't have wanted this more than now, at this moment. Just the French mispronunciations of Martien, fumbling with rolls of wallpaper, chattering about guests or food or whatever, and especially wine, a lot of wine. Moreover, recorded BC (before corona), so in a world where one and a half meters distance only applies if you have a feud with someone, where you travel from France to Tenerife to the Netherlands and your biggest problem is where the wine is and how to get rid of your hangover. Just the best quotes in a row.
Martien to Maxime after a night out in mostly deserted pubs and clubs (and were they seriously drinking Passoã-jus? Oh, it was a Sex on the Beach, anyway quite retro.
‘Maxime, I knocked on your door because I couldn't get that card in that slot.’ Yes, the Meiland family is on their well-deserved vacation and has chosen Tenerife for that. We could make very silly jokes about Martien and putting things in slots and that his qualities lie elsewhere, but we won't do that. No.
‘Did you throw up? No? I did.’ Just some fatherly words from Martien to Maxime who is recovering from her hangover in her hotel bed.
He continues.
‘Just put your head over that toilet and then it will come. Two waves and it was done.’
Maxime just shouldn't complain. The jeep safari is waiting, she doesn't want to miss that, does she?
‘In half an hour you'll be back to normal.’
She has no reason not to go.
‘I have a plastic bag with me... For the vomit.’
Maxime indeed perks up again like a bent tulip in a vase with fresh water and really didn't want to miss the jeep safari. She finds it ‘le plus beau vacance que…j’avais.’ Something like that. I mainly see empty terraces, many terrace heaters in pyramid shape and plastic tables, but maybe you had to be there to embrace Tenerife.
The Meiland family wants more, so after the jeep safari, another activity is on the agenda. Martien, take it away:
‘Later we’ll look at some real estate agents in shop windows... But first, let’s have a drink because I have a really dry throat.’
‘760 square meters inside. Is that a lot?’
Back in the castle, it's business as usual. We see Martien with rolls of wallpaper under his left arm while he waves the floor-length scarf back with his right.
‘We are back from Tenerife, it was 28 degrees there. And now, now it’s a dripping nose again.’ And we end with a bang.
Maxime: ‘Are we finally going to have some wine?’
Martien: ‘That kid starts earlier and earlier, I think it’s in the genes.’
Oh guys, you couldn't have planned your return at a better time.
Did I already say that I missed you?
