smile-smile-smile... :)
Kuvatud on postitused sildiga english. Kuva kõik postitused
Kuvatud on postitused sildiga english. Kuva kõik postitused
reede, jaanuar 9
inspiring - inspireeriv
Ok, this post will be short and in both languages. So dedicated to Maive and Margi/Toivo. :)
See postitus on lühike ja mõlemas keeles. Seega pühendan selle Maivele ja Tennodele.
See on huvitav leht lugeda. Mõelge korraks, milline oleks maailm siis, kui me jagaksime oma ideid tasuta. Selleks, et üksteist täiendada, täiustada. Mõtle, milline oleks see maailm? Kas see muudaks ainult ideed kättesaadavaks, või muudaks see midagi ka meis üldiselt - vähem isekaks ja osaduslikumaks?
this is an interesting website to look at. Spend some minutes of your day. And think for a moment how would world look like, if we would share all our ideas and creation with others, without limiting it with copyrights? That twists your mind, doesn't it? Is it just about ideas or is it also about abit of selfishness and community?
This is a link to a short movie about presentation. I love the content and also an example of presentation. And I personally found the short illustration of learning to play piano very encouraging.
Selle tähe ja muude märkide kombinatsiooni abil jõuate ühe videoni, mis on 30 min pikk, aga väärt seda. Mulle meeldis selle sisu ja ka vorm. Ja see, et tegu on oma ala professionaaliga, kes on lisaks ka hea avalik esineja. Ja mind väga innustas ja julgustas näide sellest, kuidas õpitakse klaverimängu: alguses ollakse kinni nootides ja alles mitme aasta pärast suudetakse lasta muusikal inspireerida inimesi, iseennast ja täita Bachi soov: austada Jumalat! Ma usun, et nii ei ole ainult muusikaga, vaid ükskõik millega: minu puhul nõustamise, teraapiaga ja loodetavasti ka minu magistritööga.
Ja veel meeldis mulle see mõte, et igakord viga tehes, mitte reageerida sellele valuliku ja piinlikkust väljendava grimassi, vaid hüüdega: "oh, kui vaimustav". Kas elu ei muutu helgemaks?
laupäev, detsember 13
in stockholm
A week ago I went to Stockholm and later that day I took a train to Örebro. I'll tell about that a bit later.
I knew that this was not the best time of the year, but I was still hoping to take some good photos of Stock. I really wanted practice taking pics of arcitecture, buildings and city. I have not done that much. Well I must say, I gave it a go just for 3 hours. But it was fun. So here are some of them - enjoy!
Isn't that picturesque. :)
Somewhere close to this place, I stepped into to a Catholic Church. Though I feel myself more at home in Baptist Church and thinking, I still love Catholic Cathedrals and Churches. All the richness of ways to tell the story of the creation of the world, the meaning of ourselves, our beginning and the future. I do not have a photo of that Catholic Church I went to, because just after entering the Church I saw a sign: "Wedding ceremony in process." That was exciting. I stopped at the hall and witnessed quietly the moments when to people in their 40's I would guess, were exchanging their rings and the first kiss as a husband and wife. The Cathedral was empty, except the priest, me, the organist and twho other church members. It crossed my mind that it would be cool to take a photo of them, because there seemed to be noone to do that, but then I thought, probably they really wanted to get married without any huss and other people, so I thought it better to respect it. But still, it made my day special, too!
After that I fullfilled the duties of a tourist - wemt to see the royal palace, walked on the streets of Gamla Stan, even bought 3 postcards.
And then, after 2 hours of very smooth train-ride, I arrived at Örebro. I was excited to meet Joshua, but for my bigger suprise - I saw Toivo Pilli, and you know guys, this is not the first time for me to meet a friend in an unexpected place and time, like this. (I met Markus in HK this June, hmm it seems longer since I came back to Estonia). Well, apparently Toivo had come to Örebro to give some lectures in a Theological Seminary and had come to pick up Timo Lige from the same train, what I had took. :) We know that Estonia is small - but this proves to me again - friends, world seems to be smaller than it is. :)
some of you know that one of my dream is to capture the beauty of women on the photos, I do hope that some time in the future I will be able to take some courses in photography to be able to capture the beauty in every woman, especially older women. Till then, I found those beauties. I just love their very feminine curves. :) gorgeous, aren't they?!
I had borrowed Mati's camera and this was one of the first photos, and I hadn't figured out the settings for the cloudy day yet, so it turned out in interesting colors, and Joshua found on that picture a face, in that tree. So try to find it, too. :) I did. It's such a bonus, when these things like this come up just like that. :) Like a cherry on an ice cream. :)
Wanna a cup of hot glögg?!
neljapäev, november 13
story of stuff -Lugu asjadest
Although, I should be studying at the moment, i wanna share with you the webpage I was given by man from the bush - Joshua.
http://www.storyofstuff.com/I know that you might wanna say: Hei, I am not a yankee, I am an Estonian, we don't have so much cash to be blamed for consuming stuff - well, everytime I see our rubbish bin filling up fast, I do think that I am defenately in the side of a scale, where yankees sit. We are a developed country, we are the people this webpage is meant for.
Seeing that video - it really made me sad, I do consume and help to produce much more waste than my parents and their parents produced. What can I do? Please, share with me the things what you have done. Help me to help us! And this is not a joke. I know, all of you reading this, must be doing that when you are tired from work and after reading it continue doing your stuff- but think, why are you tired first place - why do you work so much? Do you work sometimes that much because you need money - for what?
So please, encourage me with telling me what you have already done in your life, to put a stop to your consuming, no matter how small those things or changes have been.
Kallid,
sain selle netilehekülje ühelt austraalia maapoisilt Joshualt, ta on nii mõneski mõttes erinev - ta on praegu küll Rootsis vahetusüliõpilane, aga tal on Austraalias farm, kus majandatakse orgaaniliselt, ta armastab oma kodu. Ja ta õpib keskkonnakaitset ja -tehnoloogiat. Okei, ehk ta siis ongi entusiast. Aga kindlasti peab olema midagi, mida saame meie teha. Kasvõi seda, et me ostame vähem asju - me jagame rohkem. Mina näiteks olen otsustanud, et ma ei osta kokaraamatuid, sest retsepte saan ma ka netist, ja nii ehk säästan ma mõnegi puu. Samuti ostan ma vähem riideid, sest reisil olles avastasin, et tegelikult ei ole nii palju riideid vaja. Kindalsti on see kõik tühine - ma tegelikult tahaksin väga osta leiba ja saia, mis ei oleks plastikpakendis. Ma tahaksin osta mahla ja piima pakendites. Vahel ma avastan poes, et ma pean jälle uue kilekoti võtma, sest ma unustasin poodi minnes koti maha - aga miks ma kiirustan?
See video tekitas minus palju küsimusi - just enesele. Ma loodan, et sellel on ka teile mingi tähendus.
Pai,
Anni
pühapäev, november 9
Golden Stories - Kuldsed lood
Few days ago I went to buy some vege's for dinner and found a book. It was the only one left, had no prize on it. If you know me and have been to my place, you probably have realized that I love books. I love to read them, to buy them, to mark them when i read and find a good thought. :) Books are a real treasure for me, I have loved books since I can remember. My sister told me couple weeks ago, that she and my brother (they are about 10 years older than me), liked to experiment on me, and one experiments was that they taught me to read when I was 3, so me and books - we have a long history together. :) I remember, reading till late night, hiding it from my mum, and being so sleepy next day at school. At first, books were a doorway to the adventures, which I'd never heared before, later, I felt for suffering of characters of timeless love-stories, was mesmerized by great travelling books - like Captain Grant, exited and held my breath reading criminals. :)
Nowadays, I love books, which tell the stories of people's lives or their thoughts and contemplations. The knowledge, which has been filtered out from their own life, pain, happiness. When I visited New Zealand, I went to the Gold Mining place, it wasn't active anymore, but I heard wonderful stories about Gold digging and the journey of a piece of Gold. Gold in New Zealand is found in riverbeds, brought down from mountains, washed out from stones and other particles. Two pieces of Gold, laying side by side, can have a different origin, they tell a different story, but still - they are Gold. I think books are the same - they are the creation and reflection of people - washed and cleansed - each one can tell a different story, which both are true, righteous to exist and to be told.
Couple weeks ago I got an email from a friend, who had read a posting (the long story about renewing, challenging and by doing that putting yourself into service and using the gifts you have or the gift you are). He thanked me for writing this and asked if I've ever thought about writing a book. :) He was not the first person to ask that. And it made me to think - should I write a book. How people come to a point to write a book? Have you thought about writing a book?
I have thought that there are so many good books already written, I feel that writing another one, I should have something really important to say. Otherwise, I would be guilty of wasting time and money of people, and wasting my time instead of doing something useful. But who has that ruler, which measures what is right in this world?
It brought to my mind the story, which happened four years ago: I had to prepare Morning Prayers in Baptist Seminary, Prague, where I was taking a 9-month course of Applied Theology. And one morning I had asked a wife of some lecturer to share what God had done in her life. Hearing her story, didn't give me anything new, it wasn't anything special - I kinda felt, I should have asked someone else - wiser, better speaker, more interesting storyteller...next day, I had another person sharing her story - and she told how the day before, God had told her what she really needed to hear thru the story of that lady, that I had not found interesting. That taught me a great lesson, I'll never forget - at least I do not have the ruler, which lets me to measure the value of a story. Therefore, wheather its in a form of a book or a blog, or a sermon, or a conversation with your friend, or a stranger on the street - we should be story-tellers, because these are a source of a great wisdom - which perhaps help us to become more than we are today. Like Tõnu Lehtsaar, our preacher tonight, quoted someone and said Stone Age didn't end because all the stones were used up, but because the way of thinking changed. :)
And I would like to share a story which I read from this book called Golden Stories
No reason to be upset
Once upon a time someone asked from a speaker of Antique Creek, called Demosthenes: "Why do you never get upset or take offence, when someone criticizes or says something unfriendly to you?" Demosthenes replies: "Well. If its true, what's been told, then there is no reason to get upset about it, but if it's wrong, then it does not apply to me, and why should I get upset about it, then."
My sister-in-law told me this summer, when I asked her to teach me how to cut up one special vegetable, and she expressed her suprise: " People don't always ask others to teach them something, when they get to a certain age, because they don't want to show their shortcomings." It is sometimes hard for me, as well, to show my weaknesses, :), but at the same time - I have tried to remind myself that whenever I do that, I am gonna miss an opportunity to learn something, a lesson. :) And also take away the opportunity to let someone feel wise and experienced. :)
How are things with you? What are the areas in your life, where it is hard to learn a lesson - to try something different, to challenge yourself to be able to learn a better way to live? How often do you humble yourself and ask someone, perhaps younger than you, to teach you?
Or perhaps, do you think that you are not great enough, or not such a Big Peace of Gold, to be worthy to write a book - to let others learn and find comfort or help from you?
esmaspäev, oktoober 27
loen ja naudin (read and enjoy)
Neid raamatuid ma hetkel olen lugemas või just lõpetanud (soovitan)
These books i am reading and enjoying or have just finished:
The Fat Ladies Club (discount price in RahvaRaamat, only 10.- or $1) but very healthy reading, btw social psychology and neurochemistry articles.Why am I interested in what women go thru when they suddenly get fat (for 9 months), well I could explain it with my professional choices, why I made those choices, :) beats me. :)
And Tommy Hellsten's "teadja" (Tietäjä) is spiritual reading, if i'd have to label it. But to me it is a book born from reflections, contemplations, relationships, creation, prayer. But I think it suits to Estonians just perfectly. If anyone knows how to translate "teadja" to english, let me know. :)
neljapäev, oktoober 16
ballett/ballet
tatjana, onegin
tatjana's dream / tatjana unenägu
they meet after years...this was in 2nd act, and this made me cry. wonderful coreography, most skilled dancing and acting
Onegin,
great 2nd act.
tatjana's dream / tatjana unenägu
they meet after years...this was in 2nd act, and this made me cry. wonderful coreography, most skilled dancing and acting
Onegin,
great 2nd act.
mida sööb tudeng. :)
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umbes kuu tagasi tegin ka ohtralt arbuusi-smuutit (in september I made often watermelon-smooties) and after visiting Thailand, i have developed great fondness to vegetarian food. Here is a pasta, which has lots of fresh vegetables (capsicum/paprika/sweet pepper, zucchini/suvikõrvits, tomato, garlic/küüslauk, porru/leek or onions/sibul and olives and feta-cheese.. fresh or tried basilika or other stuff like that and PASTA of course)
teisipäev, juuli 29
Donald Miller
Couple months ago I read a book called Blue like Jazz. One would not guess that this is a book about Christianity, I think. Cuz, not very often I see jazz and Church in the same sentence. It is changing now and I know that some churches in Estonia play jazz in services, but still the idea is far from being common.
Donald states that there are non-religious thoughts about church and community. This made me pause to think as well. Why he says that? And then, Who are the writers who dare to declare that their books are thru and thru religious?
Anyways, his book made me think, laugh, sometimes frown upon and then bow to him, for being so honest about his life, thoughts. This is one of the few books, which really felt like listening to jazz, which has room for imagination, improvisation instead of parroting someone's words and melody.
I googled Donald this morning and found what he has been up to this summer.
He has already made it to Washington DC, but take a moment to think about what you have been doing this summer. Would you be willing to give up more than a month for someone else's benefit. I dunno if I would.
Riding a Bike Across America
On June 5th, I will be riding my bike from Los Angeles to Washington D.C. with a team to raise awareness about the need in Africa for fresh-water wells. There are a number of ways you can get involved. You can host the team as we pass through your town, or join us on one of three city-wide rides we will host in Dallas, Nashville and in Washington. You can also donate to sponsor me or any other rider by visiting www.ridewelltour.org. All of the proceeds will benefit my friends at Blood:Water Mission, a not-for profit begun by the band Jars of Clay that has already drilled many wells and has the ambition of drilling one-thousand in total.
Donald states that there are non-religious thoughts about church and community. This made me pause to think as well. Why he says that? And then, Who are the writers who dare to declare that their books are thru and thru religious?
Anyways, his book made me think, laugh, sometimes frown upon and then bow to him, for being so honest about his life, thoughts. This is one of the few books, which really felt like listening to jazz, which has room for imagination, improvisation instead of parroting someone's words and melody.
I googled Donald this morning and found what he has been up to this summer.
He has already made it to Washington DC, but take a moment to think about what you have been doing this summer. Would you be willing to give up more than a month for someone else's benefit. I dunno if I would.
Riding a Bike Across America
On June 5th, I will be riding my bike from Los Angeles to Washington D.C. with a team to raise awareness about the need in Africa for fresh-water wells. There are a number of ways you can get involved. You can host the team as we pass through your town, or join us on one of three city-wide rides we will host in Dallas, Nashville and in Washington. You can also donate to sponsor me or any other rider by visiting www.ridewelltour.org. All of the proceeds will benefit my friends at Blood:Water Mission, a not-for profit begun by the band Jars of Clay that has already drilled many wells and has the ambition of drilling one-thousand in total.
esmaspäev, juuni 30
istanbul
For Kadri - Kadrile!
Anni in search for a perfect man! Anni ja ilusad mehed reisil!
istanbul õhtuses leitsakus
Istanbul in the afternoon heat.
Judith ostab salatimaterjali.
Judith shopping.
Tegin Sercanile ja tema majakaaslastele kartulisalatit!
I made Estonian potatosalat to Sercan and his housemates. He added some chillipepper, but otherwise it was good, he said. :P
Anni in search for a perfect man! Anni ja ilusad mehed reisil!
istanbul õhtuses leitsakus
Istanbul in the afternoon heat.
Judith ostab salatimaterjali.
Judith shopping.
Tegin Sercanile ja tema majakaaslastele kartulisalatit!
I made Estonian potatosalat to Sercan and his housemates. He added some chillipepper, but otherwise it was good, he said. :P
laupäev, juuni 7
Hilltribes - M2gih6imud
Moned p2evad tagasi, kaisime pohja-tai Rahvuspargis elavaid magihoime vaatamas. Enamasti on nad parit Tiibetist voi mujalt tanapaeva Hiina aladelt. Taisse on nad joudnud viimase 200 aasta jooksul. Kokku on neid hoime ametlikult 6, tegelikult 7: Lisu, Akha, Karen, Lahu, Mien, Hmong ja pikakaelalised Karenid,kes on tegelikult eraldi hoim. Ent Tai kuningas arvas, et 7 hoimu on juba liiga palju ja nii ongi Long-neck naistega hoim ka Karenid. Nende muistne usk on nagu vanadel eestlastelgi Animism, ent joudes siia aladele on nad nyyd kas katoliiklased voi budistid, vahemalt formaalselt.
All the elephant living here are domesticated, used for cropping and tourism. Elevandid siin piirkonnas on koik vangistatud. Neid kasutatakse tooloomade ja turistide lobusoiduks.
Karenite elamu on mitmekorruseline: maja alumine korrus on loomadele, teine inimestele. Karen tribe house has two floors, ground one for animals, upper for people. Nowadays they grow rice on the goverment land.
Igal hoimul on erineva paritolu, ajalugu, keel ja kombed. Enamik hoimudes on monogaamia, ent yks hoim elab nagu kiisud Aafrikas, mehel on mitu naist ja naised hoolitsevad selle eest, et kodus oleks toit laual. :)
Kareni hoimu naine peksab riisiterasid sokaldest valja. Seal abiellutakse sageli 13-aastaselt. Karen women is beating rice, by stepping on that timber log.
Some of them stretch the holes in ears, while others chew tobacco to make their teeth black, or wear up tp 25 metalrings around their neck...just cuz its so beautiful. Monede hoimude naised venitavad korvaauke suureks, teised narivad puulehti koos tubakaga, mis varvib nende hambad sysimustaks ning kolmandad kannavad kaelas kuni 25 metalrongast, mis venitab nende kaela...ikka seeparast, et see on ju ilus.
We were taken to couple of different hill tribes like Lisu, Karen, Akha and Hmong. My favourite were Akha, becuz they followed us to every village we went and were trying hard to sell us their stuff. At first when they saw us coming, they dropped all they chores, took their goods in amazing speed, on the way to us put on their traditional headcovers.
All these tribes are historically from different areas of China, Tibet. Arrived to Myanmar or Thailand in last 200 years. They speak their own language, have different customs. But, now they live all together, a village next to a village. Earning their living from tourism. In the area of Triangular, growing opium or producing other drugs, and so creating tension between Myanmar and Thailand.
Most of them had originally animistic beliefs, then some of them picked up Christianity or Buddhism.
Our guide Dan, who is showing off with his catch. They used this weapon, which is hangin on his right hand. Meie giid Dan, kes uhkustab oma asjapuutud jahisaagida. Mao tapsid nad rakulkaga. Tehke jargi. :)
Tai inimesed on paljude reisijuhtmike info pohjal on muretud ja roomsad. "Pole hullu" on levinud suhtumine. Ent ka Tai ei paase mooda erineva religioosse voi kultuurilise taustaga gruppide vahelistest pingetest. Nii on Louna-Tais aastaid pysinud konfliktid moslemist rahvusgrupi ja tailaste vahel, kus esimesed soovivad saada yhendatud Malaisiaga. Pohja-Tais tekitavad probleeme need samad magihoimud, kes liiguvad oma suva jargi Tai ja Birma vahel, kasvatades ning aritsedes oopiumi, heroiini ja muude toredate meelemyrkidega. Molemad riigid ei taha narkoarist tulevat raha kaest lasta ning pinged Kolmnurga-nimelise koha ymber pysivad.
Rice sausages. Riisivorstikeste muuja.
Thai people are relaxed. "No worries" attitude is common, are saying most of the travel guides and is widely know. I am not sure, how true is that, but I people are not interested so much in military things, mostly they are concerned about improving their living standard, have lots of holidays to celebrate royal family's birthdays or go to the temple for various occasions. The tradition is that even on your own birthday, early morning you go to the temple and give donations, which can be money, rice, flowers, fruits, gifts...
However, even Thailand has it's ghosts, which haunt them. In south there is Muslim community, which yearns for its autonomy, independence or joining with Malaysia instead Thailand. In the north, there is an area called Triangular, where hill tribes live and earn their livings often still from opium and drug production. Triangular, creates hazzles with Myanmar(Burma). And I am thinking, the people, who actually live here, are neither Burmese or Thai. Some of them are like human zoo, visited by endless row of tourist groups, trying to sell them their poorly made bracelets. Creating pity in the eyes of the first-world Westerners (Farang, how Thai people call white).
All the elephant living here are domesticated, used for cropping and tourism. Elevandid siin piirkonnas on koik vangistatud. Neid kasutatakse tooloomade ja turistide lobusoiduks.
Karenite elamu on mitmekorruseline: maja alumine korrus on loomadele, teine inimestele. Karen tribe house has two floors, ground one for animals, upper for people. Nowadays they grow rice on the goverment land.
Igal hoimul on erineva paritolu, ajalugu, keel ja kombed. Enamik hoimudes on monogaamia, ent yks hoim elab nagu kiisud Aafrikas, mehel on mitu naist ja naised hoolitsevad selle eest, et kodus oleks toit laual. :)
Kareni hoimu naine peksab riisiterasid sokaldest valja. Seal abiellutakse sageli 13-aastaselt. Karen women is beating rice, by stepping on that timber log.
Some of them stretch the holes in ears, while others chew tobacco to make their teeth black, or wear up tp 25 metalrings around their neck...just cuz its so beautiful. Monede hoimude naised venitavad korvaauke suureks, teised narivad puulehti koos tubakaga, mis varvib nende hambad sysimustaks ning kolmandad kannavad kaelas kuni 25 metalrongast, mis venitab nende kaela...ikka seeparast, et see on ju ilus.
We were taken to couple of different hill tribes like Lisu, Karen, Akha and Hmong. My favourite were Akha, becuz they followed us to every village we went and were trying hard to sell us their stuff. At first when they saw us coming, they dropped all they chores, took their goods in amazing speed, on the way to us put on their traditional headcovers.
All these tribes are historically from different areas of China, Tibet. Arrived to Myanmar or Thailand in last 200 years. They speak their own language, have different customs. But, now they live all together, a village next to a village. Earning their living from tourism. In the area of Triangular, growing opium or producing other drugs, and so creating tension between Myanmar and Thailand.
Most of them had originally animistic beliefs, then some of them picked up Christianity or Buddhism.
Our guide Dan, who is showing off with his catch. They used this weapon, which is hangin on his right hand. Meie giid Dan, kes uhkustab oma asjapuutud jahisaagida. Mao tapsid nad rakulkaga. Tehke jargi. :)
Tai inimesed on paljude reisijuhtmike info pohjal on muretud ja roomsad. "Pole hullu" on levinud suhtumine. Ent ka Tai ei paase mooda erineva religioosse voi kultuurilise taustaga gruppide vahelistest pingetest. Nii on Louna-Tais aastaid pysinud konfliktid moslemist rahvusgrupi ja tailaste vahel, kus esimesed soovivad saada yhendatud Malaisiaga. Pohja-Tais tekitavad probleeme need samad magihoimud, kes liiguvad oma suva jargi Tai ja Birma vahel, kasvatades ning aritsedes oopiumi, heroiini ja muude toredate meelemyrkidega. Molemad riigid ei taha narkoarist tulevat raha kaest lasta ning pinged Kolmnurga-nimelise koha ymber pysivad.
Rice sausages. Riisivorstikeste muuja.
Thai people are relaxed. "No worries" attitude is common, are saying most of the travel guides and is widely know. I am not sure, how true is that, but I people are not interested so much in military things, mostly they are concerned about improving their living standard, have lots of holidays to celebrate royal family's birthdays or go to the temple for various occasions. The tradition is that even on your own birthday, early morning you go to the temple and give donations, which can be money, rice, flowers, fruits, gifts...
However, even Thailand has it's ghosts, which haunt them. In south there is Muslim community, which yearns for its autonomy, independence or joining with Malaysia instead Thailand. In the north, there is an area called Triangular, where hill tribes live and earn their livings often still from opium and drug production. Triangular, creates hazzles with Myanmar(Burma). And I am thinking, the people, who actually live here, are neither Burmese or Thai. Some of them are like human zoo, visited by endless row of tourist groups, trying to sell them their poorly made bracelets. Creating pity in the eyes of the first-world Westerners (Farang, how Thai people call white).
esmaspäev, juuni 2
Thailand....the land of smiles/ Tai - naeratuste maa
well,
it all started differently. I had a flight from Auckland to Sydney. Then it was raining and storming there, so our flight was delayed. Next to me was sitting alcohol-drinking old couple...well not heavily...but I admired the lady, who could sleep her head just standing up...amazing...I was having hard time there...my longest flight ever.. almost 9 hours...I will never get myself window seat when I have to fly so long...everytime I felt guilty when I wanted to leave my seat to walk around...but I watched Bucket List, Enchanted (disappointment), Ps. I love you, half of Awake and half on Nanny diaries...
and then got off the plane. Needed to get visa on arrival...1000 Bahts, so about 30 dollars. There was an extremely grumpy man sitting, next to him was a welcoming sign..Thailand, the land of smiles...I was looking hard for those smiles...I think the first one that I got was from waffel-selling girl, after I made small talk with her...I found out, that she loved the waffels too... :D.
Then I went out to the lounge and there she was...smiling with Estonian flag...Kulli of course. I was happy to see her!
we spent the night at the airport...earplugs, mask for eyes...sleeping bag and my cool mattress. Now I was happy I bought that for those 200 bucks.
Then went by local bus to town...Bangkok.
Dirty, Noisy, Polluted, Crowded, Annoying. That's it.
Went to one temple...climbed the tower. Had a view like this.
But we met one nice girl from London. Had fun with her.
went to the floating market.
schoolgirls are getting ready...for a bit of pocket money??? anyway, that was entertaining. And if you look carefully, not ONLY SchoolGIRLS. Yeah, you can see lots of boys, wanting to be girls, some of them do makeup, some of them are dressed like women, some of them have false boobs...some of them are prostitutes...
We also went to see a movie...decided to see thai movie...it was called Memory..first thought it was gonna be a bollywood-kindathing...but actually this was suprisingly good, kind a scary at some parts...but surely had a good point, good acting.. well done, thai people. To get to cinema we took tuk-tuk, and he agreed to take us there for 50 baht, only if we popped in to one tailor shop. Apparently they have a deal with shops...drivers get free petrol money, if they bring potential clients. We said, entering the tailors place, we came to have a look...and guy said...well, this is nota museum..thanks a lot... Land of smiles. :D
After cupl days took a train up north Chiang Mai. Much better.
It's still Thailand, where locals want to sell you even the dirt on the road... most of it absolutely useless. And for me, not even so cheap that I wud be tempted to buy it.
like this...
Food is okay. You learn quickly to tell, not spicy please... I have discovered, that if you want more authentic food and do not know anyone personally, go to the really dirty places, where thai people eat.
Last night we went out to have a nice dinner and saw this add...cool, I actually cud have packed those tenderloins and striploins.. :D
Tomorrow we are gonna go to 2-day trek in the forest, probably gonna ride elephants a bit, swim in the waterfall, do some rafting and visit local tribes...
then gonna go to visit those long-neck women, ...well their necks are stretched over the years, when they add metal-rings around their necks..
And becuz they needed our money, we got also half day handcraft making for free... so gonna be doing stuff over next days.
it all started differently. I had a flight from Auckland to Sydney. Then it was raining and storming there, so our flight was delayed. Next to me was sitting alcohol-drinking old couple...well not heavily...but I admired the lady, who could sleep her head just standing up...amazing...I was having hard time there...my longest flight ever.. almost 9 hours...I will never get myself window seat when I have to fly so long...everytime I felt guilty when I wanted to leave my seat to walk around...but I watched Bucket List, Enchanted (disappointment), Ps. I love you, half of Awake and half on Nanny diaries...
and then got off the plane. Needed to get visa on arrival...1000 Bahts, so about 30 dollars. There was an extremely grumpy man sitting, next to him was a welcoming sign..Thailand, the land of smiles...I was looking hard for those smiles...I think the first one that I got was from waffel-selling girl, after I made small talk with her...I found out, that she loved the waffels too... :D.
Then I went out to the lounge and there she was...smiling with Estonian flag...Kulli of course. I was happy to see her!
we spent the night at the airport...earplugs, mask for eyes...sleeping bag and my cool mattress. Now I was happy I bought that for those 200 bucks.
Then went by local bus to town...Bangkok.
Dirty, Noisy, Polluted, Crowded, Annoying. That's it.
Went to one temple...climbed the tower. Had a view like this.
But we met one nice girl from London. Had fun with her.
went to the floating market.
schoolgirls are getting ready...for a bit of pocket money??? anyway, that was entertaining. And if you look carefully, not ONLY SchoolGIRLS. Yeah, you can see lots of boys, wanting to be girls, some of them do makeup, some of them are dressed like women, some of them have false boobs...some of them are prostitutes...
We also went to see a movie...decided to see thai movie...it was called Memory..first thought it was gonna be a bollywood-kindathing...but actually this was suprisingly good, kind a scary at some parts...but surely had a good point, good acting.. well done, thai people. To get to cinema we took tuk-tuk, and he agreed to take us there for 50 baht, only if we popped in to one tailor shop. Apparently they have a deal with shops...drivers get free petrol money, if they bring potential clients. We said, entering the tailors place, we came to have a look...and guy said...well, this is nota museum..thanks a lot... Land of smiles. :D
After cupl days took a train up north Chiang Mai. Much better.
It's still Thailand, where locals want to sell you even the dirt on the road... most of it absolutely useless. And for me, not even so cheap that I wud be tempted to buy it.
like this...
Food is okay. You learn quickly to tell, not spicy please... I have discovered, that if you want more authentic food and do not know anyone personally, go to the really dirty places, where thai people eat.
Last night we went out to have a nice dinner and saw this add...cool, I actually cud have packed those tenderloins and striploins.. :D
Tomorrow we are gonna go to 2-day trek in the forest, probably gonna ride elephants a bit, swim in the waterfall, do some rafting and visit local tribes...
then gonna go to visit those long-neck women, ...well their necks are stretched over the years, when they add metal-rings around their necks..
And becuz they needed our money, we got also half day handcraft making for free... so gonna be doing stuff over next days.
kolmapäev, mai 28
wellington
Going to wellington was a very special thing for me. years ago in school I wrote a small research paper about NZ, at that time...in our fresh reindependent country, I wud never thought that one day I will go there...I desired that...but it seemed so unreal. It was exhausting even to get visa and tickets to our neighbour country Finland...well
Here I was, I was happy to be alone...to take moments to contemplate. It was not that I managed to travel so far and I really liked Wellington, with its clever and humorous and tasty architecture and sculptures and cityplanning...and the clothingstyle of people on the streets...it awoke some old memories, thoughts..boundaries..It was an achievement for me in a way, unique, special and more important than visiting any other countries or overcoming any difficulties, which come up when travelling..
So, here I am, few hours left in NZ...and I feel sad, to leave. But coming back seems more real than dreaming coming here years ago.
Here, I would like to thank my father and other friends, who supported me financially and psychologically to go on this voyage. I am extremely happy after those months.
I have met so many wonderful, amazing, interesting and kind-hearted people. I have learned to be more happy and to smile more...and I have become more happy and made peace with myself.
Here I was, I was happy to be alone...to take moments to contemplate. It was not that I managed to travel so far and I really liked Wellington, with its clever and humorous and tasty architecture and sculptures and cityplanning...and the clothingstyle of people on the streets...it awoke some old memories, thoughts..boundaries..It was an achievement for me in a way, unique, special and more important than visiting any other countries or overcoming any difficulties, which come up when travelling..
So, here I am, few hours left in NZ...and I feel sad, to leave. But coming back seems more real than dreaming coming here years ago.
Here, I would like to thank my father and other friends, who supported me financially and psychologically to go on this voyage. I am extremely happy after those months.
I have met so many wonderful, amazing, interesting and kind-hearted people. I have learned to be more happy and to smile more...and I have become more happy and made peace with myself.
teisipäev, mai 20
Mt Cook and Gold miners
We went for a walk at Mt Cook tracks and it was just (well again) magnificent.
And then we popped by the Gold Mining Sight Tour...and just when our guide was revealing all the wonderful stories about Gold mining and Gold Fever, his neighbour Apple Orchard owner came by to show Him the gold he had found... guys, what do you think how much is the gold worth on that pic?
Moned paevad tagasi kaisime ka Mt Cooki imetlemas, muidugi oli see jalle hasti ilus... sure voi ara.. :) ja siis laksime Kullakaevandust uudistama, ja just siis kui meie giid raakis meile ponevaid lugusid, astus tema ligi naaber, kes ka ajaviiteks seal kulda otsib...ja vottis oma taskust hoolikalt kotikestesse mahitud kullakamakad...ja siis nad muhelesid ja arutasid ja imetlesid ja naitasid oma kullakamakaid...Mis te arvate, kui palju need maksavad?
And then we popped by the Gold Mining Sight Tour...and just when our guide was revealing all the wonderful stories about Gold mining and Gold Fever, his neighbour Apple Orchard owner came by to show Him the gold he had found... guys, what do you think how much is the gold worth on that pic?
Moned paevad tagasi kaisime ka Mt Cooki imetlemas, muidugi oli see jalle hasti ilus... sure voi ara.. :) ja siis laksime Kullakaevandust uudistama, ja just siis kui meie giid raakis meile ponevaid lugusid, astus tema ligi naaber, kes ka ajaviiteks seal kulda otsib...ja vottis oma taskust hoolikalt kotikestesse mahitud kullakamakad...ja siis nad muhelesid ja arutasid ja imetlesid ja naitasid oma kullakamakaid...Mis te arvate, kui palju need maksavad?
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