Bruxelles – Part Two, Vienna, Girona
martie 4, 2010
Hello again, after a long long time. Firstly, this post will be in English and I hope you won’t be judgemental. No, I’m not snobbish, no, I haven’t forgotten Romanian and I don’t want to seem something I’m not – it’s just a promise I would like to keep that I would -from time to time- write in English. That is if I’m not a usually lazy ass and just postpone it endlessly
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That being said my friends, I’m back blogging. I’ve been away so long during this time I actually wanted to share my experience. But I think that for me personally, an experience has to be digested just long enough to be able to share it eventually. It’s been pretty hectic. Therefore I will take a short glimpse back…
My last period of staying in Brussels was interesting through its unknown parts I got to be familiar with…undiscovered territory of art (especially Ary Nouveau) and Belgian way of fun in pubs. A whole new world in front of me which I wanted to explore more, but the time was getting more and more limited.
Then Vienna, summer, elegant people drinking wine in the park in the front of the city hall from actual wine glasses, opera and ballet in open air, impressing and overwhelming architecture…all in all, a city that lives a lot socially and culturally.
At last, my home for now – Girona, Spain. Erasmus. Les connaiseurs know what I’m talking about. People from everywhere sharing experiences in a unique experience for all of us. I still live it. I feel blessed for it and, at the same time, I’m starting to miss home like hell. I realize now that there are no possible words in a blog to describe what I have lived so far….so I will just let you picture it in the colours you choose. But I can tell you one thing – It was damn worth it…and if I would have to I would choose it all over again! Perhaps I will tell you more about it in the coming posts, perhaps not. Perhaps it’s better for all to be left unsaid, because when I get it out of my mind it looses essence and it seems empty…perhaps not.
Life like a rollercoaster – this is where I am….I had no idea I would end up this high….and I have no idea if the next turn is left or right. I just know one thing – I’m on this train…it’s my train, exactly the way I designed it this far. The rest stays silent. Like good old Forrest said: “Life is like a box of chocolate, you never know what you’re gonna’ get!” I think I’m more ready for surprises than I have ever been in my life. So let’s start the ride…all over again
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*Rollercoaster*… I love this word as a metaphor and as a true experience, even as a way of being, so far. More post, more post, you, the Rollercoaster’s spokeswoman of the moment… :*:*:*
Fly, Forrest, fly! ::) :*
welcome back, hun…believe it or not,I was expecting your post…and I so get you when you say that there are things that are better left unsaid…overall, happy for you…hug