Showing posts with label Mac. Show all posts
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Monday, 19 July 2010

10th July. Day 26
















Plushöv
I loved the house of Mac, and especially garden! Pond with fishes, place for chicken, beautiful flowers, trees, vegetables, fruits, berries.
Woke up because of songs of cocks, so nice, remembered my childhood in village:)
Got a great breakfast, natural and tasty. Mac's family has got own chicken, and was funny to eat tiny eggs:) Without making plans again, though I wanted to go to Berlin to see my friend Natasha.
However, the weather was impossible... so hot!!!!!!! so no Berlin, BEACH!
So we waited when Mac's friend Ron comes and went to the beach. Oh, oh, oh:) Have spent there 6 hours, got brown.
Played volleyball. Well, how played...With Veera we were just imitatng playing I guess:)
Not that successfully, but fun was the most important.
Tried also to play some football, bt even worse:(
After almost hitting pregnant woman on the beach we started to play in the water. That was lots of fun! Slippery, falling down, getting water in ears and nose... The water was nicely warm. walk, walk, walk, and still it gets hardly the level of belly. It starts to be deeper only in few minutes of walking, changing from really warm to cold, then at some point warm again, then suddenly chilly. We swam, I prefered to be next to the shore:)
Swimming always makes u to be hungry, so we went to kiosk and bought some Matjes and pommes. Catchball, photos, sea.oooo!1that was really good day.
After sea-pizza and cheering with intelligent and nice father of Robert match Urugay- Germany. Tough game, as octopus Paul predicted:)
The world is mine!

9 July. Day 25


Моя Щвейцария пахнет спокойствием и тишиной. Воздух сладкий и вкусный, альпийское молоко тает во рту. Горы благосклонно склоняют свои головы в надежде на дружбу и синергию.

Велосипеды то тут, то там, бег рысцой, мох деревьев и снег на пузатых макушках гор.

Маленькие головки цветков, разноцветные лепесточки и сухие травинки. Широкие долины и узкие ручейки, тропинки для прогулок;поднимающиеся вверх ступеньки.
Швейцария- это сочность.Сочноть цветов, линий, голубизна неба,каждый цвет режет глаз. Это острота пиков гор и их рыхлость, каждая избоина, каждая ниточка из камней имеет свой цвет - от темно-серого до молочного.

Моя Швейцария- это уважение. Уважение к природе, дань ей, разделение. Это гордость природы, ее строптивость и доброта, капризы. Это синева и гладь альпийских озер, темнота тоннелей, утки, коровы с колокольчиками и маленькие ряды старых домов в редких деревушках. Люди с рюкзаками за спиной и палками в руках.

Моя Швейцария-это люди. Доброжелательные,гостеприимные, желающие помочь, и в людях ценность! Особенное место в моем сердце занимают люди из Кура.

Но больше всего моя Швейцария- это Андре. И по нему я буду скучать.

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Синим лаком покрыты озера,
И в зеленый одеты леса,
Словно бисер.
На солнце радужной каемкой
Блестит на травинках роса.

Все холмы и все склоны,
Ручьи и речушки, -
Все бросается счастьем в глаза.
И вблизи небосклона,
На арене безмолвной
Раздаются порой голоса.

Небо красным пожаром пылает,
Ветер шумно дышит на землю,-
Вот такая она, моя Швейцария

*написано за несколько минут в поезде Швейцария-Германия*
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The whole day we spent in the train...Left at 11, came to Hamburg at 24.00. oh..... Was really happy to see Robert.

Robert.

Smiley german guy, with whom we met in South Korea, Seoul. Living in the same dormitory, being in the same parties sometimes, football games. I remember him being serious referee on some game:) Very nice guy! One of not so many people I remembered and really wanted to see.

I couldn't recognize Robert from the first sight, and he couldn't either! Was a little bit concerned,like what to talk about as almost 3 years passed since we met last time. He didn't recognize my face as well saying I have changed. Hope that to better side:)

The meeting was great! No feeling of discomfort, lots of topics to talk about, freedom to be myself. 1.5h later we came to Plushov, Mac's hometown.

As we came late, went to sleep immediately. The room of his sister, which we occupied, was awesome!!!! It was painted by her in teen age, it is bright and cheerful. Loved to sleep there:)


The world is mine!