Toamna 2018

"A venit, a venit toamna, acopera-mi inima cu ceva :
cu umbra unui copac sau, mai bine,
sau mai bine cu umbra ta...
Ma tem ca nu o sa te mai vad, uneori,
Ca au sa-mi creasca aripi ascutite pan'la nori,
Ca ai sa te ascunzi intr-un ochi strain,
Si el o sa te-nchida cu o frunza de pelin.

Si  atunci ma apropi de pietre si tac
Iau cuvintele si le inec in mare
Suier luna si o rasar si o prefac
Intr-o dragoste mare..."

Fac poze cu telefonul, vorbesc franceza, locuiesc in Strasbourg, conduc masini rapide, plec in vacante exotice, vorbesc repede, zambesc mult, incerc sa simt mai putin si imi zic ca cea mai frumoasa zi...o sa vina. Imi traiesc visul. Rapid, intens. Musc din viata. In fata mea se deschid posibilitatile ca si foile unui physalis. Viata imi surade si sar obstacolele unul cate unul.

Femeie emanciata?! Fetita? Eleva eterna.

Ador florile de physalis. Ador toamna. Ador lumina toamnei, culorile toamnei, mirosurile toamnei, inceputul nou. Premonitia gerului muscator de sincer, al cerului perfect albastru peste marea alba de zapada.

Pofta de viata. Senzualitate.

O bijuterie de bijutier pe o straduta laturalnica din Strasbourg. Un inel de logodna cu un con si frunze tomnatice. Aur galben. Valorile de viata. Familia e familie, ca in viata cu Louie. Ce desen animatic magic.

Astept naturalizarea, astept concursul de PH, inot ca sa imi termin ultimul mémoire.
Incerc sa fiu mai eco. Incerc sa nu ma mai enervez si sa nu mai imi fac griji.
Toamna sa fie cu mine si cu cei dragi mie!

Imi place sa cred ca nu ma las purtata de viata ca o frunza. Imi place sa am o senzatie de control. Iluzorie. In viata nu controlam mare lucru.

" Calatoria asta e un balamuc
Nu-ti face griji pentru nimic in univers
Maine vom rade de azi
Daca vrei sa stii : sunt ABSOLUT TREAZ!"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tLhjo-ahDb0

Luxembourg

Luxembourg is warm, happy, beautiful, coloured and chilled. I really, really loved it. People are smiling, are helping and they seem to be very happy.

Luxembourg is a state of mind, it's a statement. A statement that hard work, good manners and smiles can work. 

Luxembourg is peace. Street singers. Art. Cosy restaurants.

Luxembourg is coloured umbrellas and an awesome happy friend. Luxembourg is a smile!

They don't know how to fix a  strawberry Mojito but they sure have some fine chocolate (hot chocolate + brownie @ "Chocolate house" just in front of the Palace = heaven).

It was a perfect mini holidays, laughing 'till the end :)

I mean you loose some and you get some in exchange. The boy I liked ... it just didn't happen but on my way back to Strasbourg I met a lovely 58 years old jewish lady with Parkinson disease. The essential is not this, the essential is that this woman has a gift and despite her disease she has been blessed by life with 2 wonderful kids and lots of travels. One researcher and one midwife. The researcher is living in Japan, he's married with a Japanese lady and they have a 5 years old son. The great great mother of the Lady is alive and kicking it. I'm going to Japan next year with a friend. The husband of the midwife is a cardiologist with whom I work a lot but whom I've never met in flash and bones. The midwife is pregnant and I am invited to the circumcision ceremony of her son. Shalom I say and mazeltov! 

She said that there are no hazardous encounters in life and I believe she's write so Mazeltov!

On the other side they don't really have hippies/alternative people or maybe they were very well hidden...they were kind of stiff.

This is Luxembourgs song and Luxembourgs photos :

I really, really liked their idea with the colored umbrellas. Apparently there is the same in Portugal so I'll go see by myself with my friends. So, next trip : Portugal! Oleeeeeeeee!

Lik

berlin

I love Berlin because it reminds me of how easy and pleasant life's actually and about how we are complicating it!

Before going to Berlin I was not in a very happy place : work, friends...people...I was feeling kind of confused and lost in translation. I was in such a hurry all the time, I didn't have patience anymore, I wanted answers and I was getting kind of radical which is sort of not me. And the worst part is that I've almost stop dreaming my life away.

So I kind of spontaneously decided to go there. Berlin wasn't even on my wishlist of cities that I wanted to visit. But I had a friend there and I was kind of curious so...there I went.

First of all Berlin is relaxed : smiling people everywhere with a beer in their hand, chatting outside in the sun, with their dogs (with no leash!) just sharing some smiles, exchange some ideas.

Second : every person that I've been in contact with spoke perfect english!

Fear cand hold you prisoner. Hope can set you free.

So I kind of new that even if I get lost (which was often the case :) I will akways find someone to help me.

Big monuments, large avenues, good food and drinks and partyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! It's amazing how on the same street you can have a russian, a thai, an italian and a pakistani restaurant. You get to see a metal bar next to a latino club and it's all cool.

Also everybody is smoking in bars and clubs. Which bothered me at the begining but reminded me of Cluj. So it was cool. I danced and laughed and shared coffee and food with people met randomly on the street. People tried to sell me weed  and I even got mistaken for a prostitute (because I was wearing high heels) which is kind of funny (years for now I will laugh with L. : hey do you remember that time when I came to visit you in Berlin and I was mistaken for a prostitute? Yes, it was funny!). People where simple, dressed in black and not dressed to impress, happy, with lots of tattoes, mohawks, funky, funny, colored, of all types, spanish, italians, turkish...

Someone told me that in Berlin are more architects than cab drivers. 

No one screams, no one runs, no one is rude. At least the people that I've met.

They say that you see what you want to see. That what you see is a reflection of you. I've chosen to see the beautiful in Berlin, the alternative, the good coffee and the smiling people. Peace. Because the rest is not important.

I got scare tissue in Berlin. I got better. It will always be my happiness reminder with his squats, his music, the people. It's true that a friend in need is a friend indeed but a funny sarcastic friend with a big heart, beer and a lovely top flor apartment is better.

I mean it's simple : viata e frumoasa si nimic nu merita regrete. So just do what you feel like doing and don't regret it. Regrets just complicate life and don't solve anything. Don't look back in anger. Live in the moment because you never know if you'll still be there for the next moment. And dream, dream big so you can achieve big things. 

Don't waste your time on people who don't deserve you. People that bring out the best of you are the only valid option.

I am always saying that there is nothing that the road can't heal. I truly believe this. One voyage as often as possible keeps the doctor away...and the sun in your life. We are what we give to other people. I've chosen to give love. So if you give me nothing, nothing is what you get. 

W A L K I N G    A R O U N D in Berlin parks, museums, bars  I found my lost equilibre. And it felt good, natural, it felt like home. Oh, and they also have huge Flea Markets! When Didi left for the rainbow community I didn't get it. It took me a while. But she was happy so it was ok. Now we're all just fine : in africa, europe or australia united we stand! We are bulletproof now :)

Vis

In mod cert existenta ne este legata de vise. Aceasta minunata masina (unitatea centrala a PCului care este Omul) traduce subconstientul prin vise.


S-a dovedit in numeroase randuri ca viata mea este cumva legata de romanul lui Lewis Carroll : "Alice in tara minunilor".
Cand ne-am mutat in apartamentul asta cele doua colcatare era moarte dupa o lingurita eleganta, cu o coada lunga si o inima rosie in capat. Singurul meu gand a fost : "Off with their heads!!!" (da, regina cea rea). Singura corelatie de care am fost capabila.







Azi l-am visat pe cavalerul Reginei, cel cu cicatrice la nivelul ochiului, brunet, cu pumnal, misel, josnic.






Am visat ca Regina se uita la el cu ura si ii suiera printre dinti : "Sper ca nu ai facut-o din nou?!!!". El a schelalait : "Nu, Regina mea...". Atunci ea i-a smuls maneca de la camasa de lupta si sub ea : surpriza : Cavalerul isi tatuase un fel de plasa prinsa la rascruci cu mai multe cruci in care isi incrustase la nivelul pielii pietre pretioase mov. Poate ca suna sordid dar era atat de frumos ansamblul! Si eu cred ca am zambit in somn pentru ca mi-am dat seama ca fiorosul cavaler este indragostit :) Probabil ca visul nu a avut happy end dar a fost un vis datator de sperante, ca si cel cu fluturii albastrii.






Nu incetez sa imi amintesc acest citat, sa mi-l recit, sa mi-l intiparesc in inima si in minte :

Si cum asteptarea este inamicul meu cel mai mare, pe care nu reusesc (inca) sa il transform in prieten  :

 Incercand intr-una sa nu uit asta :

Weekend-ul asta au venit niste prieteni londonezi in vizita si a fost atat de amuzant. It was a true wolf pack I swear! Cei 3 londonezi care au speriat Strasbourgul batandu-se cu pumnul drept in piept si scandand, la unison, : "cougars, cougars, cougars!". Bien évidemmment niet cougars but it was a hell of a week-end. Si ce frumoasa a fost plimbarea de duminica dimineata cand am baut o cafea cu lapte  in Place Kleber, cu soarele incalzindu-ne in mijlocul iernii si a ultimelor ramasite de ploaie. Apoi am urcat pana sus, in catedrala, am admirat orasul si mi-am zis pentru a "n"-a oara ce norocoasa sunt ca locuiesc aici. And after that we went to the Place Gayot si am baut un Monaco si am vazut asta (din ciclul "music heals everything") :

si asta (nu era in povestea Danila Prepeleac de Ion Creanga o imagine asemanatoare?) :

E frumos sa iesi din cutia ta. Sa gasesti un slogan pentru campania unui viitor politician gen : "Cougars for change!" while eating fonDO :)) (sunt convinsa ca l-ar vota toata lumea in afara de copii si femei :) As fi un execelent leader de campanie electorala. And whoever says otherwise is just jealous! It was such a sunny day and I am happy that I shared it with such good mates!





" They agree that the sea
   is the best place to be!
   wondrously free
   they live happily ...


  ... music is the healer
      no matter who you are..."

   
 

la pomul laudat...

...nu te duce cu sacul. Asa era proverbul, nu? Imi aduc aminte ca in copilarie aveam o carte galbena, mare, frumoasa, cu proverbe. Si din proverb lipsea un cuvant iar tu aveai o plansa de pe care decupai imagini pe care trebuia sa le lipesti in spatiul gol. Imi amintesc de o pisica neagra cu alb pe burta, cu o figura vicleana, de un ou si de pui ("Toamna se numara bobocii.").



Intotdeauna am iubit toamna, inceputul scolii, imi aduc aminte si acum, cu precizie, de prima zi de scoala.
Dar nu despre asta vroiam sa povestesc. Ci despre incapacitatea mea de a imi masca emotiile. Este oribil. Stiti vorba aia : "E ca o carte deschisa!". Well, yes, that's me and it absolutely sucks. It sucks big time. Dar lucrez la asta, la anger management. Pentru ca am avut déjà probleme din cauza asta : un stagiu de 2 luni invalidat si numeroase remarci din partea oamenilor cu, care lucrez. Cu alte cuvinte inca nu am invatat sa ma adaptez prea bine, "sa ma descurc". Partea dureroasa este ca din punct de vedere ierarhic inca nu sunt in pozitia care sa imi permita asta. Ciudat este faptul ca I just don't give a fuck, it must be genetics. Sunt copia fidela a tatalui meu din punctul asta de vedere. If I don't like you I don't speak to you. If you don't like me talk to the hand. Si, totusi, imi pasa foarte mult de ceea ce cred ceilalti, mai ales la lucru. Trebuie sa fiu mai profesionista! It will be a true battle, it will be blood but I must succeed! Viitorul meu depinde,literalmente,de asta. Deci data viitoare cand o sa imi vina sa spun cuiva cat e de incompetent/dezagreabil o sa zambesc frumos si o sa imi repet cererea. Zen attitude, dupa cum ar zice secretarele mele. Al naibii Zenul asta ca mereu se ascunde cand ma vede! Dar lasa ca tot il prin eu si nu ii mai dau drumul.

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1. terasa mare cu un rau in spatele blocului si nature, it's all over you!
2. prieteni dragi si muzica buna
3. carti, carti, carti
4. addictologie
5. haine, pantofi si inca o pereche de pantofi si esarfa aia superbaaaaaaa, parca o si vad!
6. familia e familie
7. baking
8. doing nothing, just sipping a cocktail and having a good chat with a special friend
9. presents, I still love them!
10. vremea de toamna cu un soare minunat si culori orange-maronii
11. dogs, someday...
12. postcards
13. walking through the park while sipping a good Amorino coffee
13. when the sun is setting in the sky everybody knows it's movie time
14. culorile metalizate si tocurile inalte
15. fast cars
16. masssaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaageeeeeeeeee
17. nouvelle vague
18. les aviateurs
19. canile mari colorate
20. ceaiuri, ceaiuri, ceaiuri
21. boulangeria de langa, prima nu a 2a
22. smiling people
23. unafraid givers
24. nu putem schimba lumea, dar putem redecora
25. learn new stuff
26. hugs
27. grow up nice and steady
28. insignele.

Don't grow up, it's a trap. I wonder if we can remain kids when we have tones of résponsabilités.
I'm just trying to find my way and do good in the process.

Asteptarea

Este cea mai urata parte din proces. Asteptarea. You are just lingering between life and death, between sorrow and joy, between black and white. And what do you do while life is passing you by?





Drink a good coffee and eat à maccaron or à chataigne.







that seems to be a good option and then work you ass off to DO THINGS DONE!

 and meanwhile you realize that spring moved on...this was in Mai, on my street...

and then you realize that summer moved on also....

and that autumn is here. and all that's left is some sand in your shoes, the thought of freedom, the coffee and the ...lust for life!

So come with me baby, have a cigar!

retro light are on and sometimes, just sometimes, old friends can turn into something else, something borrowed, something new, every me and every you. Right, Placebo?

leather jacket, black t-shirt, cut jeans...autumn is here and so are the old habits who die hard, hard, hard...

strit

Azi luam toti pranzul in bucataria spitalului de zi ( strit = psihiatrul, eu = interna, infirmiera, asistenta, secretara si asistenta sefa). Si turuiam noi vrute si nevrute, la care psiul imi zice :

" Madalina, tu va être psychiatre!"

Mi-a stat inima in loc. Literalmente. I had a dream!

J-1

in 12 ore trebuie sa fiu la aeroport si eu de-abia am ajuns in strasbourg.
c'est pas grave, intotdeauna am visat sa imi fac bagajele ca indiana jones, pe ultima suta de metri sa arunc totul in valiza! si asta cred ca o sa si fac! de fapt, asta sunt pe cale sa fac!

muy tranquila! yes...avion, cafea, lonely planet, croaziera...ihaaaa! te gandesti ca au meritat toti neuronii arsi la urgente si toate noptile nedormite.


asa ca vacanta placuta mie! o sa incerc sa va incant cu ceva poze as I go by!

Fête de la musique Strasbourg 2013

Cum noi stim sa petrecem ca tinerii :p ca de la 24 respectiv 18 la ce te poti astepta de la noi? am participat si noi ACTIV la Fête de la musique = Sarbatoarea muzicii = in fiecare an pe data de 21 iunie frantuzii sarbatoresc venirea oficiala a verii cu o noapte plina de concerte, in fiecare oras/sat frantuz/borderline.

A. era dèja in centru in plina verva, eu cu un pic mai putin nerv, venind direct de la munca, mi-am zis ca nu o sa rezist prea mult, pana pe la miezul noptii cel tarziu. Si ajung eu in Place Kleber si sa vezi si sa nu crezi : misuna Strasbourgul de oameni! Dar cand zic misuna zic furnicar! Nu aveai loc sa scapi pe jos un "obect" ca ala erai, ramaneai fara pentru ca nu aveai loc sa te apleci sa recuperezi "obectul"!

Acum sa vezi pozna, cum naiba sa ne reperam in furnicar? Eu, minte de "blonda" : " hei, am ajuns! sunt in stanga scenei langa un mos care danseaza de rupe!" Soc, in jurul meu erau vreo  mosi care dansau de rupeau! Super tare! Ne-am gasit pana la urma, gratiei palariei lui A. Adica el m-a gasit, ca de obicei.

Si atunci am purces la drum, asa ca va invit alaturi de noi sa faceti un mic periplu pe strazile strasbourgului!





Am inceput turul in Piata Kleber pe la ora 19.30 unde canta de rupea o trupa de rock clasic, am fost nostalgica dupa Iris, recunosc!

Apoi am luat-o la pas pe Rue des grandes arcades unde am dat peste mai multe grupuri de Capoeira! Chestie care m-a dus inapoi in Brazilia, pret de cateva minute bune! Imi cer scuze pentru pozele care nu sun t centrate pe protagonistii principali dar am o scuza : am doar 1m60 si nimeresc mereu in spatele unor girafe/girafi astfel incat campul meu vizual este destul de restrans. Data viitoare imi iau o scarita cu mine! Mi-ar placea sa existe una din aia pe care o scuturi si e gata instalata! ( ca si corturile alea de la decathlon, scuturi o data bine si cortul se aseaza instantaneu!).

Apoi am ajuns in Place Guthenberg unde nu era nimic interesant, pentru moment...asa ca am luat-o pe Rue de Tonneliers unde in fata la Jeannette et les cycleux am dat peste tinerii astia care faceau sa, sara scantei din chitari si microfoane!

Apoi am ajuns langa barul Dubliners unde am dat dom'le peste astia care ne-au zburat mintile! Era un fel de banica junior dar de 1000 de ori mai bun care a cantat " Tainted love", "With or without you", " Hit the road Jack" si de aici totul e istorie, poate nu si faptul ca tipul de la orga electronica era un brontozaur de vreo 80 de ani super meserias!

Astia au fost preferatii nostrii!

Apoi am baut! Apoi am ajuns inapoi in Place Kleber unde am dat peste ametitii astia care cantau ceva gen Daft Punk, nu prea pe gustul meu si am intregit cu o pregnant Andreea, Andra si Radu.

Apoi am ajuns pe Rue des Bouchers  unde "se intamplau" 2 gagici si trupa lor care au rupt scena cu Bon Jovi "It's my life" si alte chestii misto de care nu mai imi aduc exact aminte, combinatia bere + vata de zahar cu gust de capsune mi-a fost fatala! Stiu numai ca eram super happy cu 2 bete batand de zor la tobe! Argh, inca un vis devenit realitate! Atentie, urmeaza poze cu fericire suprema, vise implinite, serious had banging si oameni petrecareti!

Dupa ce am sarit si dat din cap si din bete pana nu am mai putut eu si ceilalti au zis sa mai vedem si altceva am pornit-o spre Place Austerlitz, cam obositi ce e drept...unde nu am dat peste mare lucru din punct de vedere muzical dar am dat peste un joc de lumini tare frumos, unde ne-am spart in figuri, de "veseli" ce eram!


Eu si esarfa lui A.

Incaltaminte de tineri!

Ok can we go home now, mood!

Happy shinny people!

 " Sa-ti zic sau sa-ti arat??"

Dar nu ne-am dus la somn ci ne-am reintors la Place Kleber unde am dat peste o trupa super faimoasa franceza de care noi nu auzisem niciodata, obvious, ca na trupe de varietati franceze nu e tocmai pe gsutul nostru, dar am fost tare impresionati sa vedem cum solistul era purtat de brate de multimea de fani!

Apoi restul s-au dus sa se plimbe iar eu si A. am continuat periplul, asa ca am luat-o la talpa pana langa Trolley unde am dat peste niste buntzi buntzi si A. si-a facut o trupa de fane in extaz. Asta in timp ce eu toceam 1m cub de mult ce imi placea zgomotul ala repetitiv. A. :" pfuasi daca nu faceam urbanism precis faceam ceva cu dansul!" Moi, cu mintea aiurea : "Daca nu faceam medicina ma faceam bar woman!"

Apoi am ajuns pe Grande Rue unde am dat peste niste arabi care cantau si dansau genial dar A. era prea ocupat sa se holbeze la o tipa care isi misca toate cele ( in super ritm cu muzica ce e drept!") :))

Si am incheiat seara cu un grup de varietati franceze, foarte misto ce e drept!

Ne-am intors pe jos acasa, in zig zag, pe la 3-4 dimineata! Haaaaaaaaaa! Old school, baby!

Bdi, bdi, bdi, this is all folks! De fapt, va las si cu o bucata muzicala de exceptie!