Friday, 3 July 2015
Tuesday, 23 June 2015
Summer bubbles take me back to a time when I was sitting on some stairs, under a birch tree, wondering why my head felt like porridge and if there's nothing more to life than a distantly blurry image of sunshine and sand. So blinded was I then that I failed to register the actual sun, the one peeping through the leaves. Summer is a time of melancholy, a time of endings. It is a time when we race toward Midsummer, only to remind ourselves that now the days are getting shorter and soon our days, our life, will be an endless winter night. My head no longer feels that oatmeal and I see the real sun, nonetheless, sitting on those stairs, under the birch tree, still fills me with sadness.
“…”But on an occasion like this we must wait for sunset. Setting out in the right way is just as important as the opening lines in a book: they determine everything.” He sat in the sand next to Moominmamma. “Look at the boat,” he said. “Look at The Adventure. A boat by night is a wonderful sight. This is the way to start a new life, with a hurricane lamp shining at the top of the mast, and the coastline disappearing behind one as the whole world lies sleeping. Making a journey by night is more wonderful than anything in the world.”“Yes, you’re right,” replied Moominmamma. “One makes a trip by day, but by night one sets out on a journey.”― Tove Jansson, Moominpappa at Sea
Monday, 22 June 2015
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Saturday, 20 June 2015
Friday, 19 June 2015
Thursday, 18 June 2015
Wednesday, 17 June 2015
According to my travel journal, these were the thoughts and reflections I took with me from Istanbul.
- The Mosques (found in every street corner) are something of a mystery to me. They are very beautiful, grandiose even. To me they represent a reality that is very alien, and thus fascinating.
- The stray cats are cute and (and surprisingly well taken care of). They are everywhere!
|Happy cats in Istanbul|
- The noise and the dirt and the steep hills are in fact a part of the city's charm. It does take some getting used to for someone like me, though. Someone like me = does not like crowds and dislikes talking to strangers.
- It was surprisingly difficult to find "proper" coffee (now, I am aware that my understanding of proper coffee does not coincide with what most other people consider to be good coffee),
- People were extremely friendly and helpful. One example: we were strolling around a residential area when this old man (over 80 probably) started to give us directions in broken English. He wanted to assure that we were not lost!
- It was very painful to see children begging. I am aware that this is a cruel reality in many places, but as it is something you rarely see in Scandinavia, it really took me by surprise. Now imagine the reality of all those people who need to flee for their lives. And imagine that there are people who are more worried about protecting their language rights than helping people in need*. This sickens me.
- The beginning of June is the perfect time for a visit to Istanbul. The weather was good and it was not as crowded as it has the potential to be.
|The Grand Bazaar - not too crowded|
* A while back, a letter was sent out in my former home municipality. The authors call for a referendum to prevent refugees from coming to the Åland Islands. The letter can be found here.
Tuesday, 16 June 2015
For a while now I have been entertaining myself with writing exercises. One of said exercises is to write down 10 things that make me angry. Every day. It might be good for connecting with my inner self or whatever, but I hate being angry. It's such a waste of time. And honestly, just thinking about things that make me angry is bad for my temper. Finding ten things a day is hard, so here's a slightly shorter list from the last few days. Now that I've gotten myself into this state, I need to get rid of all negative emotions.
- Ignorance. Especially online. It makes me angry when people do not know what the Minister of Foreign Affairs does. Or that Lithuania is not the same thing as Poland. What's the point in paying a lot of tax money if people do not learn the simplest things?
- People who do not know how to use public transport. Correction: people who do not know how to behave on public transport.
- Idiot criminals who think that online skimming is OK.
- Myself. For drinking too much wine at times.
- Public transport again. That man who sat too close.
Lesson learned? Stay away from online shopping, internet forums (fora?) and public transport. Then life is all good.
What makes you mad?