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I feel like some kind of a Gregory Griggs paraphrase when I look back upon this year:
"He travelled East / he travelled West / But he could never tell / Which he liked best."
2009 has been my most eventful year so far in terms of journeys, voyages, excursions, business trips, adventures, official visits and all that jazz.
If a chain (or necklace) were to be woven from all my boarding passes from this year (or suitcase slips, though I try to avoid checking in baggage), it would look like this:
BUD-VIE-BXL-KIV-GVA-BEG-CDG-CFU-DEL-TSF-MEX-CUN
[naturally, "BUD", "VIE" and "BXL" recurring several times in the line; and it wasn't up to me that I eventually missed out a GYV-NAJ round]
Obviously, these three-letter airport codes cannot convey all the joy, hardship, experience, misery and fascination that accompanied these sojournings [not even mentioning the domestic circulation I performed to Érd, Dunaújváros, Pécs, Tihany, Balatonfüred, Velencefürdő], but this journal entry is supposed to serve rather as an inventory than as an intimate travel diary.
Enjoy the holidays wherever you are!
"He travelled East / he travelled West / But he could never tell / Which he liked best."
2009 has been my most eventful year so far in terms of journeys, voyages, excursions, business trips, adventures, official visits and all that jazz.
If a chain (or necklace) were to be woven from all my boarding passes from this year (or suitcase slips, though I try to avoid checking in baggage), it would look like this:
BUD-VIE-BXL-KIV-GVA-BEG-CDG-CFU-DEL-TSF-MEX-CUN
[naturally, "BUD", "VIE" and "BXL" recurring several times in the line; and it wasn't up to me that I eventually missed out a GYV-NAJ round]
Obviously, these three-letter airport codes cannot convey all the joy, hardship, experience, misery and fascination that accompanied these sojournings [not even mentioning the domestic circulation I performed to Érd, Dunaújváros, Pécs, Tihany, Balatonfüred, Velencefürdő], but this journal entry is supposed to serve rather as an inventory than as an intimate travel diary.
Enjoy the holidays wherever you are!
Tumbl[r]ing down the Rabbit Hole.
"Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, 'and what is the use of a book,' thought Alice 'without pictures or conversation?'"
After several months of procrastinating, I decided to give in and set up a Tumblr account.
It is very fashionable and it is certainly easier to take care of it than of a fancy website!
"'Well!' thought Alice to herself, 'after such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down stairs! How brave they'll all think me at home! Why, I w
Six Reasons.
Several elements call for a new journal entry.
item 1: more than 7 months have elapsed since the last one, and I will probably be in no position to write another one for a long time [but I can weave the chain of flight coupons further! look here: LTN-SKP-ZRH-IST].
item 2: my personal life has changed significantly since the last one [though there will be no public update about this, désolé]
item 3: this has been requested on several occasions by someone [and even set as a condition for something I am truly looking forward to]
item 4: I got a Daily Deviation http://fav.me/do9mtr and this is the place and time to show thankfulness
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When you reach this certain age, you start to wonder how many promises have actually come true out of those that formed the bouquet of expectations ten years earlier, when you were referred to as "a promising young man".
Also, in the same vein, one is somewhat obliged to see how many compromises one has made in life and whether these were really worth it.
If someone is dissatisfied at 30, they say something has to be changed. But if someone has everything at 30, many literary/cinematographic works suggest that this virtual perfection inevitably results in a feeling of hollowness and that something might be missing.
Now despite all my appar
Donald.
Without any particular reason, please let me share with you three Donald Duck related episodes from my life.
1. Change
When I was 10, my mother surprised me with a colourful notebook. Its cover featured Donald Duck dressed as the stereotype of a Parisian artist, lingering merrily on Montmartre, with Sacré Coeur in the background. For a long time, I couldn't find an appropriate purpose for the book, and I found it way too exclusive to just use it for school assignments or other ordinary tasks. I was keeping it empty for years, and even when I eventually started to write something in it, I immediately tore out the used pages because I
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