Bus ride

These final 3 days of work before the trip, fortunately for me, the company organized a workshop in Piata Romana...so as i woke up this morning an found the same clouds as last night and also taking into consideration the fact that i had to take only one bus about 5 stops to get to Piata Romana I thought it wouldn't be a bad idea to take the bus to work :))

How did you think the whole bus adventure went???

well...actually pretty well, 15 minutes in the morning and about 20 in the the afternoon, amazing wright?!?!?! Taking into consideration the fact that I don't really remember when was my last bus ride (this says a lot about my car addiction) I was grateful that it was a success:)))

2 more days to take off...I just gathered all the luggage I think I need...let's see how I'll manage to fit them in my backpack.

Love u. Take care.

Fun day today...

Even tough it was saturday I had to wake up brand and early in the morning, meaning 6.45 because I had to get to the other part of the city for an event.

I can't tell you what exactly I,i did but I did realize that there is still hope for a better life and that one has to make sacrifices to reach that perfect place...there are still great people willing to help you!

that's all i can say for now.

4 days and I'm out of here:))

Love u. Take care.

Oras de cacat!!!

(I'm sorry for writing in Romanian, but it's easier for me to express my anger)

Faptul ca uram acest oras nu este o noutate, dar acum am ajuns sa il dispretuies dea binelea. Inca nu am ajuns la starea aia de a imi lua jucariile si de a fugii mancand pamantul, dar credeti-ma nu sunt departe.

Da, sunt nervoasa...de ce? Pentru ca de 5 ani de zile traiesc intr-un oras de CACAT locuit de oameni de CACAT. Nu, nu imi place in mod deosebit cuvantul CACAT, dar cred ca este cel mai ilustrativ in acest caz.

Dupa cum spuneam intr-un post anterior unora le este greu,spre dificil...chiar imposibil sa treaca pragul dintre copilarie si maturitate, dar oamenii bunai, cata minte poate sa aibe un cretin idiot si pe deasupra analfabet(ca altfel nu cred ca poti sa fii) sa zgaraie cu cheia o masina de la un capat la altu?!?!? Ce satisfactie bolnava poate sa aibe cineva din acest gest?!?! Nu pot sa inteleg sub nici o forma.

DA este o masina....DA se poate repara, dar idiotule...este masina MEA...du-te si scoateti mucii din creier, daca ai unul si gandeste-te de doua ori inainte sa faci asa ceva. Eu, de firea mea nu sunt o persoana violenta, dar pe cretinii astia i-as bate de i-as lasa legume, sa manance tot restul vietii lor prin pai.

ATAT.

Quantity till 30, quality after 30

I may upset some of my male friends with this post and I am sorry if they feel disturbed by it. Today a friend of mine told me to forget about my obsessions because “Quantity matters till 30, quality after 30”…she was talking about men and I believe she was actually right.

There is that border between boy and man that most of the guys forget to cross it. I am sick and tired to guys that don’t know how to treat a woman…I am not talking about opening the door, or bringing flower each day, or kissing the hand…no, I’m talking about attention…listen what we tell you and express your opinions, that’s all we fucking ask. We also like having sex but we are human beings, able to think and we deserve attention from the person next to us.

Last Friday I spend all day long texting with a total stranger from Oslo. I felt so close to him even though he was so far. We talked about all kinds of stuff, the messages deviating from subjects like friends and relationships, to favorite places and planes for the future. Through those messages I felt he was actually giving a shit about what I was saying and replying from his own experiences.

So girls we have to options: choose a boy to take care of our physical health or choose a man to take care of our mental one.

Love u. Take care.

I’m going to miss these days…

This period of the year is the best. Most of the people are out of Bucharest, the students are also in holiday…so this freaking city is almost decent. And now that the temperatures have dropped a degree or two I might say I actually like it:))

In the morning I don’t wake up with the stress so how long am I going to make to work and in what conditions. These days, actually since the summer began I make about 20 minutes to work and I am doing that on the main roads, which is a miracle from my point of view. Unfortunately after the weeks that I was gone with work and after that in the delta I can’t get out of the car. I am so fucking lazy lately that I can’t even imagine how “easy” is going to be for me to travel with my huge backpack. What can I say…the car creates addiction and as long as you have money to buy gas why not use it? Right?:))

So even though I can hardly wait to leave for my eurotrip I am afraid of the chaos I am going to find when I get back. I still have a week to “enjoy” the life in Bucharest.

Love u. Take care.

Adventurous weekend

Last weekend I went home. I had enough of this city’s heat and chaos and I knew that back home things were going to be different, but that seemed to be an understatement:) Saturday I managed to form a group of four (actually the same as last year, me and 3 boys) to go to a hike on Stan’s Valley. We did the same scheme last year and it was quite relaxing so we thought to do it again.

All was well until a point where the water was a little deeper than we used to know. As one of the boys climbed the rocks and managed to go through I thought, that maybe, with a little help from him I could do the same….BAD IDEEA….that’s how I slip off the rock and ended in the water, got all wet, got my phone wet, my camera wet…everything was wet:)

Well, we had a good laugh, the other 2 guys seeing what happened to me went directly through the water and after we soak a little bit our cloths we went forward. here were a lot of changes in the relief since last years. Due to repeated wind and rain storms there were a lot of trees fallen on the ground and it was like an obstacle race:)

We managed to get to the road where we had the incredible luck that a pick-up truck stopped and picked us up and took us to the Vidraru Lake. From there on we had to walk to the car. I was 50% dry when I got to the car just to remember that I did not have the key to the house with me. I prayed that my dad was home…unfortunately he wasn’t. As my phone was still drying I had to go to my aunt to ask my cousin to phone my dad to bring the key…a true soap opera. Of course my dad was in another city…at a freaking wedding:)…oh well he had to come back home to help me get in my own house. By the time he arrived I was completely dry.

Until next year…when we promised to hike the valley again…stay dry:)

Have a look at the photos from the firat part of the hike before my camera got wet:

Love u. Take care.

I have an obsession and it doesn’t let me sleep

Sometimes I feel like there’s 2 of me…one that is obsessed with a fix idea for over 6 months and the other one, coherent, it’s trying to put some sense in the other one…and that’s how I’ve been living since February. What happened then, well…I won’t tell you that…at least not yet.

The thing is that I know how stupid I am sometimes, but it seems my mind has a mind of its own and even my subconscious it’s playing tricks on me almost every night. Me, at least the sane part of me is sick and tired and I really don’t know what to do…

Love u. Take care.

Discovering…

Yesterday, as I was sitting at my desk having a normal working day, I realized that the weekend is coming and that I don’t have any plans in that matter. Immediately I took the phone and make some calls. The first thing that popped in my head was to go to Stan’s valley, a mountain route somewhere near Vidraru Lake. I informed my friends from home about my thoughts and they liked it. Later on have I to discover this: Dracula Fest is celebrated in Arefu. I was surprised I hadn’t heard of it until now. It seemed interesting enough to squeeze it in the plans of the next weekend.

As I was trying to plan the weekend I found out that we won’t be going to the movies as planned. No matter the reasons each one decided they have better things to do. OK. I had to find something else, I refused to say indoors another day. That’s how I found this: Festivalul de teatru independent UNDERCLOUD. This also deserves some of our time.

Love u. Take care.

Trusting issues

I am beginning to have serious problems when it comes to a long known problem: who will a person trust more?...the person he/she has known for several years and consider her/him a friend or the person he/she has been fucking for a few months??? I really cannot comprehend how a mature person can ignore the people he/she has been living with for years and trust a strange person just because he/she is in a relationship with that respective person.

What’s wrong with you people??? Please guys, tell me I am not the only one believing that the persons around you are more trust worthy then any good fuck.

Love u. Take care.

Amazing holiday

After 3 weeks out of Bucharest I am back :((. The first 2 weeks of work in Bistrita and Targu Mures were successfully followed by 4 days of incredible time in Sfantu Gheorghe.

I am going to focus here only on those 4 days spent in my favorite place in this country. After long negotiations and planning we ended up to be 7 volunteers for the adventure in the Danube’s Delta.

The departure was planned Wednesday morning around 8.30 as the ferry taking us to Sf. Gheorghe was leaving from Tulcea at 13.30. You there’s a saying about the roads one takes to get somewhere. “The road you know it’s the fastest”…well, we forgot about this saying and on the incredible highway A2 to the seaside one of the drivers thought to change the route and with the help of a navigation system of a HTC Desire we ended up on a far forgotten country road where we had to dodge the craters in the road. That is why around 1 o’clock we were still so far away from Tulcea.

What to do? I knew that that ferry was the only one that day and the chance to find some private boats for such a long way was quite small. Trying to recall my past visits to the delta I remembered that long ago when I was travelling with some friends from Pitesti we bought tickets just for the first stop, which was Mahmudia, although we were heading to Sf. Gheorghe.(what can I say…we were young and broke:)))

So, with the help of a friend (thanks Rux for the number) I called Navrom and found out that the ferry was going to arrive at Mahmudia at 3 o’clock. We could still catch that ferry. The only problem remained the road between Tulcea and Mahmudia, neither of us knew anything about it and on the “amazing” navigation system (which we won’t ever use) it looked like a country road as well. We were sick and tired of that kind of roads so we began calling all the people we knew from Tulcea to ask about the conditions of that road. Fortunately for us, those 28 km from Tulcea to Mahmudia were the best part of the road and we got there in time to catch the ferry.

After all the adventure of the route we ended up in Sf. Gheorghe around 5 p.m. The place itself was quite the same. I even got to recognize some people from last year, persons I don’t really know but recognized their faces from past experiences. The problem this year was the heat. It was so HOT that in the morning the heat kicked us out of the tents. This year we were quite lazy and spent most of our time on the beach or sleeping under any piece of shadow that we could find. For the rest I am going to let the photos speak for themselves.

Declared the greatest photo of the holiday:))

Catching the last sunrays...

From the beach.....

From the Dolphin Camping....

Vunk concert....

See you next year Sf. Gheorghe:))

Love u. take care.

Car trouble

Drivers know that when there is a problem with the car there is a light or a sound that warns you about the issue. Today when I left from work a light was on the board of the car warning me that a light bulb burned out at my front lamp. OK I said…that shouldn’t be too hard to solve. First task: find new light bulbs. Task two find a nice gentlemen to change the old one with the new bulb. That should be easy for a nice girl like me, in my short pants and high heels:))

First gas station: a short and fat guy takes out the burned light bulb and tells me what kind it is. At the very first moment when he enters the gas station to see if they have the specific model the power goes down in the entire area. OK…I refused to see that as a sign and tried again.

Second gas station…I found the right model but in blue:))…since when can we put on the cars colored bulbs???? Moving on…

Third gas station…I finally find the right, white set of bulbs. Asking for the price I found out that they were 200 RON. Taking in consideration that I plan to spend 200 ron 4 days in the Danube’s delta I had to say PASS.

Fourth gas station…right bulbs, right guy, right match:)))…I knew I could do it…a little struggle but in the end I made the light on the car board turn off.

Love u. Take care.

Good to know:)

I received by e-mail from a colleague a test. Introducing my age the following information appeared:

Age in years 24.57
Age in months 295
Age in days 8968
Age in hours 215239
Age in minutes 12914355
Age in seconds 774861318
Age in Milli seconds 77486131816
Age in weeks 62778
You born on Monday

Next time somebody asks i'll say my age in MILI seconds:))

Love u. Take care.

The planet doesn’t want us anymore

Is it only me??? Sometimes I wonder how much of human existence can this planet endure. When I see how much can the human hand destroy everywhere it goes and we just can’t see the damage we are doing to the future of human kind. I am not a fanatic ecologist but people how hard can it be to try to have a little respect for the places we live in. We leave a mess, more or less visible everywhere we go and we do that because there are no immediate repercussions to our acts.

I began thinking of this subject mostly because of all the men I see pissing right by the car on every fucking road. It’s easier for them just to stop the car get out and piss then just do it like civilized people in a bathroom. Nowadays there are bathrooms at each gas station, restaurants and even special parking points on large roads…so it’s quite clear, we are pissing on the planet that gives us shelter…food…life.

I have also noticed that Mother Nature began teaching us some lessons for some time now. The high temperatures, the violent storms, the floods that have hit not only our country but all the planet are showing us how small, vulnerable and easy to wipe from the surface of the Earth we are. I really believe that there will come the time when the planet will flush human kind down the toilet. Hope I’ll live until that moment comes :)

Take a moment and think of what you did until now and what you can do starting today…it takes each one of us to do his part.

Love u. Take care.

All in all it was a great weekend

It's 7.20 P.M., Sunday night…I am finally having some moments of peace. Last Friday I left Targu-Mures around 4 P.M. and with a bit of luck I arrived in Bucharest around 10 in the evening. After the news predicted this weekend to be the most crowded in all the season we decided to leave for Vama Veche around 3.15. So, after making a transfer of luggage and 2 hours of sleep at 3.15 we met all together, 16 people in 4 cars and we were exiting Bucharest around 4 in the morning.

You know how it is when you try to organize and do something according to plan, without any surprises…well, there had to be something to ruin my day right from the start. When I got in the car and tried to call my friends to let them know I’m coming to pick them up, my phone had no signal. I turned it off and back on…nothing. I got out the card and put it back in (several times)…and still nothing. I even tried other phones…and NO. It was something wrong with the card, it was dead. Fortunately for me I had another phone so I got used to the idea of no phone quite fast.

This awful, unpredictable event was compensated by the fact that we got to our destination, Vama Veche, in only 3h and 40min. So around 8 in teh morning we split up and began asking at each house for accommodation, because of course we had no reservation. Never mind that, the thing was that no one accepted people just for one night so that’s how many of the group had to get accommodation in 2 Mai. Me and 2 other girls find a very nice room at an old lady’s house.

What, where and how we spent our night in Vama Veche doesn’t need words. I used to have a very bad impression of the Romanian seaside and was skeptical of the result of this weekend, but it all turned out to be amazing. The spirit of Vama Veche got to me and begining this is year I won’t think twice at the opportunity of spending time in Vama Veche.

Now I’m preparing for the days in Danube’s delta. Starting Wednesday, 11th of August, I’ll be in Sfantu Ghorghe at the International Film Festival. Looking forward to at least the same fun as last year.

Love u. take care.

Feeling like a foreigner in my own country

Today, bright and early in the morning I got (by train) to Targu Mures, with work again. In the evening, after a long and hard working day, I thought to take a little walk around the town center. Unfortunately for me my colleagues had already taken a walk, so I had to exit alone.

I already knew the center of the town from June when I came to the same client, but then I hadn’t had the chance to get to observe the people. Know as I was alone I was very attentive at the people on the streets and I felt like a stranger hearing almost everyone was talking in Hungarian. Old, young…they were all making incomprehensible sounds that just irritated my ears.

I hate so much that fucking language, it’s so ugly…and the thing that really pisses me off is the fact that when we are in a room the persons from the company are talking with us in Romanian but to each other in Hungarian, it makes me feel they’re always trying to hide things that we shouldn’t know. At least from respect they should try to keep all the conversations in Romanian, at least when we’re around.

I don’t have anything against the fact that so many Hungarians live in Romania, but what the hell??? If you’re in Romanian speak the language!

Love u. Take care.