couch surfing

Despre couch surfing am vrut eu sa povestesc de ceva vreme dar cum e un subiect pasionant, I saved it a special place.
Couch surfing = surf pe canapea = poti calatorii chiar si cand ramai la tine in casa.
Culturile fac parada la tine, pe canapea.
Vizitezi in medie o tara pe saptamana. Poti avea si o mica incursiune gastronomica in tara respectiva, in functie de oaspetii pe care ii gazduiesti.
Aflii modalitati eficiente si ieftine de a calatorii.
Inveti sa fii fericit cu ceea ce ai.
Majoritatea couch surferilor sunt oameni luminosi, care au calatorit mult, raspundesc good vibes all around them without doing something special. Oamenii astia te coloreaza, te imbraca in sentimente si cuvinte calduroase. Sunt unafraid givers, genuine believers, dreamers!
Am inceput sa fac couch surfing in 2008, in Franta. Imi povestea o gagica din Mexic ca a facut asta si ca a fost fain ca asa a putut sa viziteze si alte orase din Franta, asa, low budget. Am fost sceptica la inceput but I gave it a try! And how it blew my mind! It was and it still is so fucking awesome!
Din 2008 fac asta cand am timp si spatiu necesar. Am cunoscut aproximativ 100 de oameni din diverse tari in perioada asta. Cs-erii mi-au permis sa vizitez orasele ca un localnic ci nu ca un turist. Asta este unul dintre avantajele cs : vii ca un turist si pleci ca un localnic.
Este atat de fain cand ai casa plina de oameni care vorbesc limbi diferite, au opinii divergente cateodata dar toti sunt de acord asupra unui lucru : pace in lume! Culori si fericire pentru toti! Fara gri, razboi, tirani!
Suntem proprii nostrii stapani si alegem sa traim asa cum vrem. In lumina sau in umbra, in dragoste sau in ura, invatand mereu sau inchistati in convictii ancestrale.

We could all live somewhere over the rainbow if we would want to! :)



Si este atat de reconfortant sa intalnesti oameni care gandesc ca tine! Care zboara, cad, se tarasc, se ridica, zboara iar si incearca sa nu isi piarda increderea. Care cred ca un om poate schimba lumea! Care la nivel individual isi fac corect treaba in societate!

Sunt amuzante discutiile despre biserica, politica, traditii pentru ca intr-un final ajungi la concluzia ca peste tot este la fel. Suntem toti oameni, pe aceeasi planeta, sub acelasi soare, cu mai mult sau mai putin acelasi mod de functionare.

Stiu ca sunt oameni care nu sunt deschisi la CS. Sunt oameni care ma intreaba daca nu imi este frica sa fac asta, daca dau peste un psihopat? Dar do we really know each other? Putem spune ca noi cunoastem persoana de langa noi? Eu as zice ca uneori cunoastem bucati din oameni, cele care ne convin cel mai frecvent, dar niciodata pe cineva in totalitate. Si atunci ce avem de pierdut? Numai lucruri bune si oameni minunati avem de pierdut! Open your heart, open your house and you will be wonderfully surprised.

Drumul este viata noastra si cunoasterea sensul existentei!
It takes an ocean not to break!



Asa ca sper sa fiu capabila sa fac in continuare CS, sa gazduiesc oameni si sa fac surf pe cat mai multe canapele!

Urmatoarele destinatii, pentru luna ianuarie : Roma si Frankfurt!

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...

a view from Barcelonas windows

" Barcelona here we come...one more week...yeyyyyyy!"

Asta se intampla acum vreun an jumate. Cand inca eram cu el.
Eram nerabdatoare, entuziasta, encore un voyage! Allons y les enfants!
Si Barcelona e fantezista, aventuroasa, misterioasa ca o dama in rochii haute couture. Are culori halucinante, parcuri magice si catedrale majestuoase. Am iubit Sagrada Familia : atat de salbatica, de libera, de fara griji, de ... ma doare la basca! Apoi casa Battlo, the bones house it just felt like pure magic. So majestic! I remember walking on that hot roof, imagining battles with dragons and glorious sunrises. Hard rock café, plaja, strazile aglomerate si Rambla. Mimul.
Daca aveti ocazia sa vizitati Barcelona, nu ezitati. Este un oras viu, minunat. It's not my cup of tea but this doesn't make it less wonderful.

Dar Barcelona este si extraordinar de fierbinte, in sensul rau al cuvantului, foarte aglomerata, scumpa si fierbinte.

I left something in Barcelona. A part of me died there. I couldn't grief until now. But now it is gone with the wind. I used to think that you have to earn love, that love has to be earned, that you have to suffer in order to be happy, that you can be humiliated in the name of love, that it's ok to look at yourself as a sinner and to be in pain and feel ashamed about yourself. But there was a voice in my head which was telling me that this is not ok, this isn't love. When you love someone you forgive. The past doesn't matter any more. It's just the present and the future. What in your life made you so miserable that you needed to smash my soul out on the ground? I've never felt more alone while being with someone in my entire life! I felt alone, depressed, I lacked confidence in myself, I lost myself, I chalked my words so you could feel better. I put myself in a box so you could feel better!
Now I am living again, on my own and I am happy or sad but I know that the result is the sum of my actions. And it feels good. Because I know that love is freedom and confidence and joy and celebration and colors!




So , yes, I died a little bit in Barcelona. That's why it's not my first top city.

let's roll and rock one more week!

din ciclul " pe vremea mea cantecele erau complexe..."








"...  Tidal waves don't beg forgiveness
Crashed and on their way
Father he enjoyed collisions; others walked away
A snowflake falls in may.
And the doors are open now as the bells are ringing out

'Cause the man of the hour is taking his final bow
Goodbye for now.

Nature has its own religion; gospel from the land
Father ruled by long division, young men they pretend
Old men comprehend.

And the sky breaks at dawn; shedding light upon this town
They'll all come around
Cause the man of the hour is taking his final bow
Good bye for now.

And the road
The old man paved
The broken seems along the way
The rusted signs, left just for me

He was guiding me, love, his own way
Now the man of the hour is taking his final bow
As the curtain comes down
I feel that this is just goodbye for now..."