The Sun is resting in its cloudy bed. |
Sometimes it seem that the sky is falling down. |
I´m working on a poem that´s so true, I can´t show it to anyone. I could never show it to anyone. Because it says exactly what I think, and what I think scares me. Sometimes it pleases me. And this poem says exactly what I think. (Lloyd Schwartz)
The Sun is resting in its cloudy bed. |
Sometimes it seem that the sky is falling down. |
The swallows have flown away abroad to somewhere warm. And the ravens have come. And when they do, it means the winter is here. |
And I moved to a new place with a new view. And these days the mornings can be full of mist. |
Morning! Morning! Burning bright.... |
Dedicated to all the "real" women out there. Sent to me by Steve Kennedy.A while back, at the entrance of a gym, there was a picture of a very thin and beautiful woman. The caption was "This summer, do you want to be a mermaid or a whale?"The story goes, a woman (of clothing size unknown) answered the following way:"Dear people, whales are always surrounded by friends (dolphins, seals, curious humans), they are sexually active and raise their children with great tenderness.They entertain like crazy with dolphins and eat lots of prawns. They swim all day and travel to fantastic places like Patagonia, the Barents Sea or the coral reefs of Polynesia.They sing incredibly well and sometimes even are on cds. They are impressive and dearly loved animals, which everyone defend and admires.Mermaids do not exist.
But if they existed, they would line up to see a psychologist because of a problem of split personality: woman or fish?They would have no sex life and could not bear children.Yes, they would be lovely, but lonely and sad.And, who wants a girl that smells like fish by his side?Without a doubt, I'd rather be a whale.At a time when the media tells us that only thin is beautiful, I prefer to eat ice cream with my kids, to have dinner with my husband, to eat and drink and have fun with my friends.We women, we gain weight because we accumulate so much wisdom and knowledge that there isn't enough space in our heads, and it spreads all over our bodies.We are not fat, we are greatly cultivated.Every time I see my curves in the mirror, I tell myself: "How amazing am I ?! "
The thing which surprised me the most was its smell. In that day the Danube smelled like the sea in a tropical area. It had that salty humid smell which makes you close your eyes, turn your face to the sun, take a deep breath and smile with joy:
So our first steps led to the Danube and than to the Devín Castle.
The Devín Castle is a beautiful open space with many courtyards and gorgeous views. It was like being on the top of the world.
You can see the Maiden Tower and the confluence of Danube and Morava rivers just behind it:
This is the Bratislava´s Castle and a part of the New Bridge. There is a famous UFO restaurant and lanes for pedestrians beheath the roadway.
It is not the most beautiful bridge in the world, but for some reasons I liked it. It is really charming, in some strange urban way.
After a boat ride and an extraordinary lunch (Builder is a gourmet and I am a hedonists) we walked through the Old Town of Bratislava and enjoyed ourselves.
It was one of the hottest day in that year. Wonderful day. And at the end of the day when we were waiting to our train home, tired and almost unable to move, I found out that I got sunburnt. But I did not mind. The day was unforgettable and pure relaxation.
As I have mentioned before, I think that the Bratislava charm can be called "urban". Even the historical centre of old town is wonderful and neat with all its beautiful small pubs and cafés, with its narrow streets and old buildings, you can still feel the urban reinforced concrete surroundings on one side and nature in its rawest form on the other side. Weird but very interesting combination. The city has its own personality and soul.
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(just browsing through the photographs of summer)
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Learning and getting new information is great. I like it. But I have found that my brain has some capacity and selects data for me. The unimportant ones are forgotten quite quickly. So three weeks ago I forgot my internet banking password and I had to go to the bank to solve it. And about two days ago I forgot my password to the account here, in blogspot. I had used these passwords quite often and suddenly my brain went on strike. I didn´t remember those passewords but I had been able to tell you thousands pieces of information about modern American writers, about history of the USA from 1900 to the present days, about Tom Stoppard and Peter Ackroyd, about cultural differences in terms of low and high context or polychronic and monochronic cultures, and other stuff like these. What does that mean? It means that my brain is not very practical one....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fregObNcHC8&feature=related
(I think their whole Unplugged MTV concert which this song is from, is one of the best concerts ever. Timeless. I have it on CD and I usually listen to it when I cook:-)
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I visit the Christmas markets in Vienna every year, but this was the first time I had ever been to Easter market. And I loved it. There were so many wonderful wooden and pottery products, most of them hand-made. Our plan was to go through the market quickly and then to have snack in the famous gardens of Schönbrunn Palace.
So I bought that cup and my friend bought some pepperpot and salt cellar in a shape of hens (I know it sounds aweful and kitsch, but they were not).
I would have bought everything there. Nothing kitsch, everything wonderful and made with an idea. We were admiring those products and thanks to that we had no time to go to the gardens. Which was quite a pity, but I would like to see them, so I know I will come back one day.
So.. then we took our group of students to the city centre, my friend showed them some important historic sights and then we had about three hours to do anything we wanted to. So... my friend and me bought a ticket...
...and left the centre to some other part of the city - to the north bank of Danube river. Where in the Donaupark there is a Donauturm ("Danube Tower"), the tallest structure in Austria and a lookout point and attraction.
There are two high-speed elevators and it tooks only 35 seconds to reach the viewing platform in 150 metres. Well, I don´t like these elevators. I don´t like elevators and it doesn´t depend on their speed. But I loved that one we were lifted up. Because it had a glass ceiling and I was able to see how we were reaching the top. It was awesome. If it hadn´t been embarrassing to me, I would clapped my hand because of pure joy:-)
There was a lift boy and he asked my friend very carefully: "Are you here for the first time?" And she answered that she had been there before, but her friend (me) was there for the first time. I think the lift boy must have distinguished that.
And then we reached the platform in 150 metres....
..and then we went to the revolving café on the platform. When I sat down I thought I would be sick soon as I felt weird about the movement.
It was a wonderful experience and I was so glad my friend took me there. I enjoyed it a lot. Also the park where the tower is situated was wonderful as well as weather. Just one perfect day.