Inainte de..

Azi-noapte am visat numai tampenii.. de fapt chestii clare, dar stresante rau. Am visat ca trebuia sa ajung la aeroport, zborul era de la 7 seara, si era deja 5 si ceva dupa-amiaza… ma ducea mama cu masina, dar se comporta de parca m-ar fi dus la gara. Adica in 5 min ajungeam. Iar eu tot sustineam ca nu mai are niciun rost, ca trebuie sa fiu cu 3 ore inainte, pentru un zbor international.

Am ajuns pana la urma in aeroport, cand mi-am dat seama ca nu am niciun pesos la mine, pentru ca n-am apucat sa cumpar. Nici cardul nu-l aveam la mine. Si nici LG-ul nou, cu incarcatorul lui. Aveam doar bagajul, pasaportul, care era saracul mototolit, jumulit, iar scrisul de pe el usor intinat si LG-ul vechi cu incarcatorul lui, care trebuia sa fie doar de rezerva, in caz ca se intampla ceva cu cel nou. M-am dus la ghiseul de check-in, mai erau si altii la coada, i-am dat femeii de la ghiseu pasaportul, i-am zis ca am zbor la Mexico City, si a zis ca mi-l da imediat inapoi cu bilet cu tot. Imediat dupa mine inca o tipa i-a dat pasaportul si a zis ca zboara in Sicilia… Mda.. de unde Sicilia, in subconstientul meu, habar n-am. Mie imi era teama sa nu cumva sa incurce tanti de la ghiseu pasapoartele, sa-mi dea bilet in alta parte a globului.

Apoi ma tot stresam cum sa fac. De fapt incercam sa-mi dau seama ce caut acolo, atunci, ca stiam eu, intr-un fel, ca nu e inca timpul sa decolez, ca mai aveam timp sa pun toate detaliile in ordine. Moment in care mami se uita la ea in portofel si am vazut cum numara din priviri niste bancnote care faceau 2000 de lei. Am rugat-o sa-mi dea mie banii astia, ca sa am, totusi, ceva cash la mine si ii ziceam ca o sa i-i trimit inapoi, imediat ce o sa am acces la internet.

Intre timp, pe o tejghea a aparut o cutie cu mai multe pasapoarte, fiecare avand cate un bilet atasat cu o agrafa de birou. Sau ceva de genul. Erau puse unul peste altul, in coloane organizate dupa initiala numelui de familie. L-am gasit pe al meu, al 3-lea, parca, la gramada cu A. Ma uitam la el, vedeam biletul si nu-mi venea sa cred ca sunt atat de aproape.

Apoi m-am trezit.. nevoi fiziologice.. m-am uitat la ceas, era aproape 5 dimineata, m-am bagat sub plapuma si am adormit iar. Acum eram la o coada, tot in aeroport, ca si cum ar fi fost coada de la controlul de securitate. Iar era mama cu mine, dar in afara cozii, care tocmai o vazuse pe fata vecinei si o intreba ce mai face. Ma uitam si eu la ea si nu-mi venea sa cred ce mare s-a facut. Pleca si ea in vacanta, se pare, dar nu-mi amintesc daca am aflat si unde.

Apoi a sunat alarma de la ceas. Am ignorat-o si am adormit iar. Apoi tragea prietenul de mine sa ma scoale, sa ma imbrac, ca trebuie sa mergem la doctor. “Five more minutes. Prosim. Ještě 5 minut. Let me wake up properly”, incercam eu sa ingan.. In 10 minute eram gata, sprijineam usa, in timp ce il dragalaseam pe Bonnie. A mai trebuit sa astept inca 10 min dupa el.. La 7:50 eram inapoi deja, in varful patului, cu laptopul in brate, apta de munca, cu vaccinul de tifoida facut si cu mic-dejunul luat (la patiseria din fata farmaciei, asteptand sa se deschida, la 7, ca sa ridicam vaccinul, pe care il comandaseram data trecuta).

Pe langa cei 700 de flexi pe care i-am dat pe vaccin, si cele 100 de coroane, pe care le-am platit asistentei, ca sa mi-l faca (pentru ca vaccinul asta nu se deconteaza de casa de asigurari), am mai dat vreo 100 de flexi pe o cutie de capsule de carbune medicinal activ, ca am vazut eu pe youtube o masca interesanta pentru pori, care se face din pulbere de carbune activ si lipici. N-am lipici. Si oricum n-as indrazni sa pun orice lipici pe fata mea. Dar am vazut alt video, in care cica poti sa faci un fel de melasa, cu proprietati de ceara de depilat, care ar putea inlocui acel lipici, daca are o consistenta ceva mai lichida. A, pai o compozitie facuta din 4 parti zahar brun, 1 parte apa si 1 parte suc de lamaie, fiarta pentru vreo 5-6 minute. Mda…

In alta ordine de idei, m-am apucat sa ma uit la Stranger Things pe Netflix. Am vazut aseara 4 episoade pe nerasuflate, apoi cand m-am dus sa fac dus cantam “My heart will go on”, pe note si cu vibrato, adica incercam sa ma concentrez la orice altceva, ca sa nu cumva sa apara creatura aia de undeva de prin vreun perete. A… d-aia am avut eu cosmaruri azi-noapte, prea mult contact, dintr-o data, cu The Upside Down, se pare, strica somnului linistit.

Documentare pre-transatlantica

Stiai ca Mexicul are 4 zone orare? UTC-5, -6, -7 si -8.

Dar cumva, se pare, intr-un circuit lat de la Puerto Vallarta la Cancun, exceptand o portiune de vreo 200 de km dus si 200 km intors, cand autobuzul de la Guadalajara la Puerto Vallarta face un ocol prin Nayarit, totul se petrece in aceesi zona orara.

Quintana Roo, regiunea in care se afla Cancun-ul are propriul fus orar (UTC-5), care e, in mod normal, cu o ora inaintea majoritatii teritoriului mexican. Doar ca, in prima duminica din Aprilie, tot Mexicul trece la ora de vara, numai Quintana Roo, nu.. si asa ajunge Mexicul vara sa aiba doar 3 zone orare.. Smecheri quintanaroo-enii astia, cu propriul lor fus orar.

Mexicul are alt tip de priza, asa ca trebuie adaptor. Adaptor doar pentru pini, pentru voltaj si frecventa nu e nevoie, pentru ca majoritatea incarcatoarelor de telefon sunt universale, pentru 100-240V, 50/60Hz. Si daca tot mi-am cumparat un power bank de 10.000 mhA si un selfie-stick, am bagat si adaptorul acolo in comanda, la gramada.

Si o perna de voyaj cu spuma memorie, in set cu masca pentru ochi si dopuri de urechi; lotiune de protectie solara SPF 50+ de 50 de ml; cel mai cel spray repelent cu 50% substanta activa (DEET si picaridin) de 80 de ml, care o sa tina la distanta si cei mai Zikati tantari posibili; un super gel antibacterian de 50 ml si o folie de imodium. Si o folie de claritine si una de paracetamol.

Si ochelari de soare, cu care am descoperit ca monitorul meu e polarizat la 45 de grade… Mai am acum sa-mi comand lentilele de contact, pe care sa le port pe dedesubt.. sper ca au mai evoluat de acum 10 ani, cand mi-am cumparat prima oara si le-am abandonat dupa o luna, ca dupa ce ca am miopie mai trebuie sa am si astigmatism si mi se parea ca tot cu ochelarii vad mai bine.

Cartela pre-pay de Mexic, cu pachet de date inclus: Pe internet circula vorba ca cel mai sigur e Telcel, care are pachetul Internet Amigo, de $200, cu 1500 MB si perioada de valabilitate 30 de zile, care cica se poate cumpara direct din aeroport sau din orice OXXO din oras. 1500 MB, ca sa ajunga pentru toate comenzile posibile de Uber.

A, da, $200 in Mexic inseamna 200 de pesos mexicani (MXN), nu 200 de dolari.. 200 MXN ~ 10 USD.

Altceva? Hai ca azi-noapte in loc sa adorm, ca trebuia sa ma trezesc la 6 ca sa merg la doctor, imi veneau ideile cu ce sa mai scriu in postul asta, in loc sa-mi vina somnul. Ce am facut la doctor? Pai intentia mea era sa fac vaccinuri pentru febra tifoida, tetanos si hepatita A si un set de analize (hemograma, glicemie, colesterol, markeri ficat, B12, calciu si fier). Am reusit sa plec de acolo cu vaccinul pentru tetanos in umarul stang si fara doua eprubete de sange din vena de la dreapta si comanda la farmacie pt celelalte doua vaccinuri, care, daca stiam de la inceput ca ma vor costa 1700 de coroane (286 ron) nici nu mai intrebam de ele.

Cel pentru hepatita A nici macar nu va avea efect, pentru ca trebuie facut in cel putin doua reprize, la distanta de 6 luni, ca sa creeze anticorpi. Iar de planurile mele de analize… planuri. Abia am reusit sa-l conving sa-mi prescrie hemograma si glicemia, el tot sustinea ca apar in sistem cu analizele de acum un an si jumate, care erau perfecte si ca nu e nevoie, ca doar o data la 2 ani se fac. Dar nu te pune cu ipohondria pe care am dezvoltat-o eu intre timp.. Intrebasem si de testul ala care se face pentru diagnosticarea precoce a diabetului, dar, data viitoare.. ca mai sunt si altii la rand azi. Dar lasa, ca data viitoare cer eu si trimitere la ecografie mamara, daca tot..

Asa deci, avionul meu aterizeaza la 4 dimineata, intr-o duminica, dupa 28 de ore de cand am plecat de acasa. 😀 Cand metroul incepe sa circule abia de la 7 dimineata, magazinul Telcel se deschide abia la 9, iar centrul Mexicului va fi inchis traficului de automobile, pentru ca la ei duminica e ziua “misca-te pe bicicleta”. Sa vezi ce o sa ma misc eu pe bicicleta cu geamantanul dupa mine. Bine macar ca nu trebuie sa aiba decat 10 kg, pentru ca planuiesc sa calatoresc cat mai usor posibil, doar cu bagaj de cabina. Si cica unele companii aeriene fac alergie cand vad selfie-stick-uri in bagajul de cabina. :))

Dream left-overs

I was in a class room, some post-university class of something. After some time sitting there more or less quietly, some professor comes and says that “We can go now, the class/test is cancelled”. While everyone started moving slowly towards the door, like nothing happened and they were about to leave, showing signs of resignation, I couldn’t hold myself and I stood up to the teacher:

“What? This is not fair. How can you summon us all here and then say that this session is cancelled? You really think that you can screw up with all of us, like this? We all have our own life, we all have limited free time, jobs, family etc.” I was very pissed off..

But in the end looks like the test started. In my paper the question was something like “Make a composition in which you give elaborate examples of tricks, inspired by the grown up men around you, that you apply when dealing with the education of toddlers.”

Cool subject! I would really like to take a class like that. 🙂

So I started writing, the ideas were coming to me like a river. I was writing with a blue ballpoint pen, over a plain white paper sheet that I stole from some notebook I found lost somewhere over some bench..

I wrote like 5-6 rows and with each word I was writing my calligraphy was better and better. I was so proud of myself regarding my cursive writing skills, when I noticed – which was actually what I was secretly wishing – he was standing next to me, on the left side of my desk, reading what I wrote:

“Wait, but this is not me, this is not me, I cannot be like this.”

“Who said this is about you?! This is THE IDEAL, which, by default, it’s something which cannot be real. On the other hand, you ARE real, so there is a big part of real satisfaction that can be filled by this.

And then, in particular about the example that I was giving, I wrote something about inspiring and developing the curiosity regarding some topics. I don’t remember exactly what I wrote, but it did make sense then.

“Wait, so you can mix art with science?  I didn’t know this is possible.”

“In your reality.., maybe. In mine, this is possible. From where I see the things art and science are not that much disjunctive after all.”

And then I slowly started sliding back… and I woke up. It was 4 AM.

A… before the class, there was something like an informal interview when he asked me some trick question about wells and currents.. which I found quite silly, because the correct answer was that easy that even a 5-year-old would have found it, the trick was to be able to think on 2 different levels simultaneously.

And after I woke up and I wrote some things about this dream, so I won’t forget it, I fell asleep again and I had the most amazing lucid dream I ever had in my life. I know I wrote before that they are useless, but really, I take that back, the one from this morning was really amazing. I’m still learning and evolving apparently.

It started with me getting into a room that should have been empty, but the tv somehow it was on, in a corner of the room. That was when I concluded that I am dreaming, because I knew with all my strength that a tv cannot start by itself in an inhabited room. There were some people around also, apparently I was attracting them. I was talking with someone and explaining, so excited that this was dream.

“This is not real, this is a dream and it’s amazing! It’s my dream. Look around, look how many details I can create.” There was a table with foods, cookies, and some library shelfs around and chairs and a military-green sofa with people. I was looking at the cookies and I took one small tart to taste. I was afraid that if I acknowledge too much that I am dreaming things will start to shade away and I would wake up, I was even thinking “dude, this is really strong, I must be sleeping very deep right now to be able to sustain all this.” It felt like few hours in there. Truly amazing what you can do when you know that you are dreaming and you can do absolutely anything. 🙂 When things started to become a bit borring, my alarm rang. 7:30.

PS. I must’ve listened 100 times this song in the past 2 days. I’m telling you, she’s really good, pathos, stamina, I only wonder how much she can really understand from what she is singing. But what’s certain is that, this girl was here before.

My little plants collection

I present you some of the Aquilegia Caerulea that were sown on February 11th and some the Antirrhinum Majus, sown on January 29th. I made a small collage with them because they are in different clusters:

aquilegia-and-antirrhinum

I’m very happy with the small “Columbines” (Aquilegia) because they took a bit longer than the others to sprout and only about 30% of them managed to see the light. That’s why I love more the ones who did manage. 🙂 They are of different colours, also visible by the shade of the leaves.

So these plants have 3 weeks since I put the seeds into the ground and barely on one of them – in the section from bottom left – you can see the 1st layer of true leaves emerging.

Now regarding the “Snapdragons” (Antirrhinum), I put in 3 small pots a lot of seeds, probably too many and although they sprouted in few days they developed very slowly. But the special thing about 3 from the ones above, which I discovered and managed to separate from over 100, is that they are somewhat of a mutant: 3-leafed and not 2-leafed like all the normal plants. Which is why I love them so much.

I saw this “3-leafed thing” also on the other species that I’m growing, with a frequency of 5-10%, but not as perfectly symmetrical as the ones above.

Besides the 2 species above, I have also these 3 species (from left to right): Nigella Damascena, Myosotis Sylvatica and Callistephus Chinensis.

nigella-myosotis-callistephus

The “Love-in-a-mist” (Nigella) were sown in the same day with the “Columbines”, they grew faster from the beginnig but their development stage is not higher, since they are also barely showing one from the 1st layer of true leaves.

The “Forget-me-not” (Myosotis) I’m ashamed to say but I lost track of the exact day when I put the seeds into the ground, but they are around 2 weeks old or so, barely showing the 2nd leaf of the 1st layer of true ones. Love them 🙂

And in the right bottom I have the colored daisies (Callistephus) which I sown on February 23rd, so they are 10 days old, but quite fast in developing, almost all of them have already the 1st layer of true leaves.

Besides these six, I have also the Sweatpeas from 29th of January, which are growing like crazy, already 40 cm high and 4-5 sets of true leaves. I will show them again when they will blossom 🙂

And the last but not the least, the Tomatoes:

tomatoes

Sown in the same batch with the Columbines and the Love-in-a-mist, they develop normally, already showing the 2nd layer of true leaves. And they smell so amazing!! Like real tomatoes. I would eat them already.

They were first 33, then few days later I counted them and they were 37, now I have 40. Two of the clusters have 3 plants in them, although I remember putting max 2 seeds per cluster. :)) At one point I will have to separate them, put them each in her own cluster, which is going to be very painful for me, because maybe some of the very small ones will have to be sacrificed.

And the last one

… of the Vampire Diaries episodes, is going to happen next week.

Until then:

” Yesterday, I felt happy. Not my usual everyday glow, but a wild, fierce happiness that ran along my veins like fire.

I would have known, even without the slight tug of the bond between us, that it came from you. It felt like you. What were you doing? Where were you yesterday?

I’m glad you’re happy, Damon.

I miss you. Thanks to the bond the Guardians forged, we’re never really far away from each other. I’m constantly aware of you, with a low-level hum of Damon-ness running through me. But I’d like to see you in person.

I can’t believe it’s been four years. I think of how we said good-bye, that last evening at Dalcrest, the bond between our auras so new, and how I cried, and I keep wishing I could have convinced you to stay.” (http://www.freevampires.net/young/yd4763.html)

So simple, so believable, so epic, so… “as if I wrote it myself”.

I’m back at the books, for now. Love you, forever, RIP, TVD.

Querida Estefania

Entiendo tu sufrimiento, pero no esperes de mí que sufre por mi suerte, porque no lo voy a hacer, simplemente porque yo soy un objeto, o sea, no tengo sentimientos..

El problema aquí no es la falta de oportunidades, Estefania. El problema es que tú tienes que decidir que es lo más importante para ti.

Primero, para las vacaciones entre Pascuas y el 1ro de mayo, ¿no habías planeado ya un viaje a Rumanía, por la carretera, con tu novio y el nuevo auto? Por qué te has cambiado de opinión en este aspecto?

Además, tu hermano no dijo que “no”, dijo que sí querrá viajar, pero el año siguiente, en febrero, para que tenga tiempo de pasaporte y ahorrar más dinero. Es suficiente tiempo, desde febrero a noviembre, más de 6 meses.

O sea, que el verdadero problema es que no quieres aceptar que en realidad tu sí quieres viajar sola. ¡Admítelo, te encantara y podrá ser todo lo que tu ahora necesites de verdad!

Pero no puedes decidir cuál de las personas con las cuales has hecho ya planes, vas a decepcionar. Te preocupa más si ellas sufrirán, que tu propia felicidad.

Tu querido pasaporte.

Querido pasaporte..

Sé que te sientes muy solo, sé que en noviembre del próximo año voy a tener que cambiarte, a pesar de no haberte utilizado nunca hasta ahora, porque no hubo ninguna oportunidad…

Pero, desde hace unos días, por unas circunstancias interesantes, me vino la idea de viajar a Mexico.

Una pequeña vacación de 10-12 días, me dije, entre las Pascuas y el 1ro de Mayo… 😀

He buscado hasta los vuelos – sin escala en los Estados Unidos – y encontré con Aero Mexico, desde París a Mexico City, con ese nuevo y maravilloso Dreamliner, Boeing 787.. 12 horas en vuelo. Cuestan alrededor de 1000 EUR, Praga-Paris-Mexico City y vuelta.

Además de los vuelos he buscado también Hosteles y me los he puesto como bookmarks: Suites DF Hostel en Mexico City y Mezcal en Cancun.

He llegado a un presupuesto estimativo de 1000 EUR, para alojamiento, comida, entradas, transporte en la ciudad y lo más probable también avión Mexico City – Cancun y vuelta.

Chichén Itzá? Porsupuesto!

El unico problema es que nadie tiene disponibilidad para acompaniarme en estas fechas. 😦 Y me dan cosas de viajar sola hasta tan lejo… solo por el placer de viajar.

Ya lo sé, he preguntado solo a 2 personas:

  • mi novio… y su unico problema es que no tiene… ganas. Ganas de visitar Mexico. Dice que mejor volara otra vez en América… Dichoso de él, no necesita de visado para America.
  • mi hermano, aunque me he ofrecido pagar por su billete de avión, no tiene pasaporte y dice que no tiene ganas/tiempo de hacerse uno hasta el medio de abril.

En conclusión, querido pasaporte, estoy sufriendo… y tú tienes que sufrir también conmigo. O puedes orar en que se me abren otras oportunidades para utilizarte.

най- красивата мечта!

Yeah, about that 🙂 I’m obsessed with a Bulgarian song for children, sung by a girl who looks like she is a clone of Nina Dobrev. Only a little prettier 😀

So, only 5 episodes left from TVD. :(((( I grew up with this series. I remeber I started watching it barely in the spring of 2012 and when I came to Czech Republic, that autumn, it was when Elena became a vampire. Now Stefan just took the cure! Wow. Human Stefan Salvatore. Epic.

Ще бъде детска планета –
без глад и страх, и война!

There was something else I wanted to write but I forgot what.

Oficial: sunt gargaunita!

Ok, poate gargaunoaie, la anii mei..

Nu-mi amintesc exact cum am dat de ea, dar am vazut ca in playlist-ul meu de Likes apare cu “Am luat bacul!” undeva intre asta si asta. Apoi, pe la sfarsitul lui noiembrie, am vazut Drama Studenteasca din Westgate Park, pe care l-am shareuit si pe FB, la care am plans, am ras, si am plans din nou. De dor. Si de toate..

Anyway, dupa intalnirea total neprevazuta – si extrem de excitanta – de duminica trecuta, m-a apucat asa o depresie, de vreo 3 zile, de nu-mi venea decat sa stau in pat in pozitie fetala si sa-mi plang de mila. Apoi am intrat pe youtube si am vazut undeva intr-un colt ca sunt abonata la Bianca Adam. Cine o mai fi si asta?!, mi-am zis. Aaaa, Tequila!!!** :)) Ei, bine, de atunci ma uit non-stop la clipurile ei. Ok, in afara muncii, care, joia trecuta s-a terminat la 12 noaptea… Pe bune. Ma obseda rau de tot un fisier de excel care avea erori, pe scurt, nu-mi iesea corect P&L-ul cand rulam macro-ul, dar l-am rezolvat! I saved the day! Apoi m-am dus la culcare implinita. 🙂

Si ca o gargaunoaie care se respecta, verific constant pagina asta, cu sufletul la gura, asteptand milionul. Tineam si telefonul aproape, in ultimele zile, tot asteptand un raspuns pozitiv, de la un loc la care am fost de doua ori, o data pe 15 dec, a doua oara pe 17 ian. Dupa fiecare vizita am facut buba la gura, in acelasi loc, intai pe buza de jos apoi pe cea de sus. Soc si groaza! Nu mai vazusem asa ceva pe mine din dec 2012.. Asa, si tanti de la HR, din locul ala, mi-a promis ca ma va suna sa-mi dea raspunsul pana la sfarsitul lunii. Maine e sfarsitul lunii. Mda. Pierderea lor. Acum deja-mi (re)planuiesc saptamana aia de vacanta de primavara in Andaluzia, aia pe care am ratat-o anul trecut..

Ieri am plantat flori. Adica seminte. Adica mi-am cumparat un sac de pamant si 2 plicuri de seminte de la Tesco: Lathyrus Odoratus (blue shift) si Antirrhinum Majus (mix), pe care le-am impartit in 6 glastisoare mici-mici, la care am pus etichete facute din scobitori :D. Si am plantat intr-un ghiveci mai mare si narcisele pe care le-am luat de la Ikea duminica trecuta. S-au dublat in marime si au inflorit toate 3 firele, intr-o saptamana, cresc ca nebunele! Am vazut azi ca un fir are deja si al doilea boboc. In schimb, orhideea, pe care o am de doi ani, sta boboc sa infloreasca, de o luna, exact la fel.

Pe langa astea, azi am pus intr-un capac, pe niste discuri cosmetice imbibate in apa, vreo 5-6 seminte de ardei rosu, respectiv de linte rosie. Competitie intre specii. Care incolteste prima.

K. Bye.

PS. M-am tampit. 😀 Whatever..  I can’t eat / cause i only want you / I can’t sleep / I keep dreaming bout you / I can’t think / I’ll be thinking bout you, bout you / Right now i’m missing you ..

** Marte in Balanta si Luna in Taur (pana aici, ca mine), apoi, Soare conjunct Juno in Leu, Venus conjunct Mercur careu Pluto.