Climbing in Hell...

... felt like Heaven :)

Climbing?

well that's how it looked like 2 weeks ago - let's hope that tomorrow's better ;)

Povesti si povestiri

Si-uite-asa se face c-au ajuns si-n Suedia: dupa o incercare indrazneatea de catarat afara s-au socotit ei ca in incertitudinea vremurilor nordice mai bine se tin cu iarna decat cu vara si-au iesit cu schiurile la vecinii de peste munti... s-naintand ei pe calea estului, ca vantul si ca gandul, gropile cresteau, drumul se ingusta, camilele se inmulteau, wue scheuna si vuia, neaua se-nnalta, limba se-ngreuna si preturile scadeau... toate ca toate, dar scaderea pretuirilor ii fericea mult pe voinicii nostrii, care pornisera cu ganduri de mari negustori. Ajunsi in tara raurilor de miere, vikingii de vest se zbenguira pe derdelus, se-nfruptara din bucatele alese, devenira frati de cruce cu renii mosului aflati si ei in vacanta si-si umplura desagii cu provizii din camara matusii Ica. Firave raze de soare le mangaiara fetele albe ca spuma laptelui, incalzindu-le gandul si sufletul. Inainte de lasarea serii, cei patru luara calea apusului, urmarind soarele in drumul lui lenes de-a lungul fjordului auriu cu obrajorii rumeniti de schi si voie buna ...
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:) story about our trip 2 Åre: still skiing, as climbing turned out to be a colder experience than expected (see pic ;) ) nice prizes in Sweden, great "chocolate ball" and spicy french fries (actually Swedish fries) great skiing and mandatory shopping (BACON and cheeeeese); very confy ski lifts and beautiful sights, daaaaangerous pists but not for us ;) reindeer time - a love at first sight experience, but why r they white and so small??? some sun and nice temperatures all day long - GOOD choice! still, tomorrow we'll try climbin' in hell, see how that turns out...

Primavara...

... asta soarele se joaca-n parul tau... in parul tau si-al meu, dar mai ales in parul din gradina care-nmugureste, infloreste si-verzeste-n asteptarea unei veri de poveste in care soarele nu coboara de pe cer decat pentru-a-si netezi coama razelor jucause. In asteptarea unor ghiocei, unor zambile, unor frezii, lalele, narcise, lacramioare sau magnolii adorm cu floare-albastra-n gand si visez povesti cu troli si Fanny ...


I’ve updated my picasa album with some pics from Cambridge and Heidelberg, where I spend two intense, stressful, amazing, inspiring and exhausting weeks and met great people. Funny how your future is decided from one moment to the other and you find yourself looking at life like at a TV series, with no awareness of the realness of events to come (when you’re sitting comfortably in your office chair just after having a nice lunch it’s quite easy to book a 7 a.m. flight and it’s only on the night before that it starts too seem a quite bad idea; however, you fully realize the consequences of your actions when your alarm rings at 5 a.m.). So it’s a fact, I’m going to live in England for 3-4 years, punting on the river Cam, eating fish & chips, drinking ale and navigating through the epigenomic dimensions of life.

But until then, the reality looks very Norwegian and I’m enjoying the ever growing sunny days, even if it has to be from behind a window most often. We spent very relaxing Easter holidays at Seljestad, 4m of snow, blue sky, great food and skiing. Felt a bit more like winter holidays for me, but as I understand, it’s the traditional Norwegian way (celebrate Easter before it’s actually there, just as for Chrismas) ;) good winter holidays ...

I’ve been complaining quite a lot about spring arriving so late up here, but the past days have finally brought timid bird songs and thermometer raises over 10 degrees. It’s such a good feeling to go home from work in sunshine and remember a dark December evening while looking forward to an amazing month of May. To celebrate all this, we went climbing outside last Sunday, and even though I was crying along with my frozen fingers on my way up, I felt new, spring blood running through my veins by the end of the day.