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This is my blog. Here I will share with YOU things I like and I don’t like. Places I’ve been and those I want to visit. My life and my personality. About different things I will write in different languages (may be not in Esperanto and French…YET).

This is a space to express myself in written form and in images. This is my world (although virtual one). I will tell you everything (or almost everything) about my life and my activities.

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Busy February

No, I didn’t forget about my blog. This month turned to be quite busy and March promisses to be the same. In the first week of February I was in Adana, Turkey. I spent my St. Valentine’s weekend with my beloved bimbo in Firenze. The weekend a girl can only dream about. Sun and the person you care so much and who is close to you in the moment you need.

Three days seemed so little and when I came back I this strong desire to see him again was killing me but … my bimbo is the best in the world. One evening he just bought tickets and came to me for the weekend two weeks after St. Valentine’s. Meantime I continued to work on my “baby project”, I went to one city in CZ for a weekend to share my experience as EVS (not really pleasant time, though quite curious).

Adana, Turkey

I received my plain ticket and in two days I was heading to Turkey. A little weekend coordinating meeting in Adana, South of Turkey. I had no idea that there will be only three of us, though I was told that probably it will be more of a vacation then of work. It hapenned exactly like I was told but I was glad to go there, it turned out to be a pretty nice weekend vacation.

I had no time to see Istanbul but I made my first impresion about it. The view from the plain made my impression of an endless multimillion city (after I discovered that there are 12 million people in one city, it is three of my home countries). While landing in Istanbul I thought we will land on a roof of the house, the airport was very close to living houses just cross a highway.

mE&U

My project after the second attempt was approved and I am happy to have my own “baby”. I am also happy that I will have a lot of work to do and I can be busy all the time and not listen to my heart that is crying after my bambino. I stopped my body to go to the ball and the next day I was sick, my body and mind relaxed and my bambino was not close to me so I got sick again.

Now I have to experience all the organizational fever by myself. Mails, bills, accommodation and transport, training materials and plans for fun. I wish my “baby” will be born healthy and the project will run successfully. I wanted to have it for my bday, though not all the wishes can come true and we make it 10 days later. End of March, 6 countries will have a lot of work and fun during 7 days in Czech Republic.

Let’s Dance Together 4!

I start to feel myself too old for youth exchanges … “Let’s Dance Together” in Italy was the 4-th edition of the project. I enjoyed the stay in Casarano, because it was summer time there, because people were very friendly and nice, because it was the possibility to be with Marco more and because I wanted to visit Italy but …

I think I am fully ready to lead my own project (or may be more than one) and not only be a participant (of course talking about youth exchanges and not training courses).

Italian trains …

In Italy there are different kind of trains, though all of them give you a chance to experience a new adventure. Going to Lecce from Rome we used an Eurostar train, a very comfortable one that cost us 54 Euro. We had 6 hours of the trip and I could easily fit myself in two soft chairs to sleep.

My sleep was only a dream, one guy talking in some strange language (a mix of French with English words or English with some French) was always on the phone. May be he thought that no body can understand him so he was talking very loud. He spent around 5 hours on the phone talking so loud that I could not sleep.

Italian sun …

I was badly freezing in Czech Republic and was happy to see the red numbers on the bus screen showing 16 C when we entered Italy. 14 hours in the yellow bus went smoothly and I safely arrived to Florence even earlier than planned.

Warm stream of happiness run through my body when I saw Marco from the window of the bus …  early morning hugs, warm shower and soft bed were waiting for me.

Ice-hockey

Yesterday was my first time to watch an ice-hockey match. Since I live together with 2 ice-hockey players and yesterday was their first game here we couldn’t miss it. I think I like this game … white ice, black puck, men in colored uniforms who try to kill each other for it. It was a lot of fun watching them skating, punching each other and falling down and then skating again and falling down again …

Well, we lost the game 3:1 but the biggest fun began when my hockey players returned home. They were angry and pissed off by the game, by their team, by the management of the team and by the strategy of the game itself. You should see their daces last night, I bet if we had a punching bag they would tear it down. We went for a beer (damn … sometimes it is too hard to be around men) we talked about hockey and girls, hockey injuries and fights (they showed all their scars left after hockey games and when we came back home Martin showed his fights on youtube), life in Europe and States. I had a lot of fun watching them pissed off after the game, explaining me the right strategy of the game and how dumb the management of the local hockey team is.