Dienstag, August 22, 2006
My little island in the sun
Gosh, I'm an emotional wimp ;) ! How good that there is music, poetry and food and drink. My weekend was fantastic, yesterday evening was an amazing evening, and yet today I'm listening to the good ol' Cranberries again... ah well.
The next few days I will be gone to an island in the north, where my grandma lives. I'll stay with her for a few days. I should be back by Friday at the very latest, will maybe have internet somewhere along the way. I'll make sure to write some things to post on here later, and to finally upload some more pictures that I have kept myself from uploading to my computer in the first place for a while now...
I'll send you many greetings from the beach once I'm there ;) !
Current Music: The Cranberries - When You're Gone
The next few days I will be gone to an island in the north, where my grandma lives. I'll stay with her for a few days. I should be back by Friday at the very latest, will maybe have internet somewhere along the way. I'll make sure to write some things to post on here later, and to finally upload some more pictures that I have kept myself from uploading to my computer in the first place for a while now...
I'll send you many greetings from the beach once I'm there ;) !
Current Music: The Cranberries - When You're Gone
Freitag, August 18, 2006
a still moon is rising above the dunes
a still moon
is rising
above the dunes
I feel
so empty
inside
there is
much space
for this sight.
- Dondaldas Kajokas
This is a poem I came across yesterday, by a Lithuanian Poet. I was cleaning up my room, which involved re-shelving many books - and among them a collection of poems by Lithunanian poets, which I picked up at Göteborg Book Fair 2004.
I will write more meaningful entries soon. (Leaving "more meaningful" deliberately ambiguous, LPC-Linking style... ;) )
Current Music: The Poastal Service - Such Great Heights
a still moon
is rising
above the dunes
I feel
so empty
inside
there is
much space
for this sight.
- Dondaldas Kajokas
This is a poem I came across yesterday, by a Lithuanian Poet. I was cleaning up my room, which involved re-shelving many books - and among them a collection of poems by Lithunanian poets, which I picked up at Göteborg Book Fair 2004.
I will write more meaningful entries soon. (Leaving "more meaningful" deliberately ambiguous, LPC-Linking style... ;) )
Current Music: The Poastal Service - Such Great Heights
Donnerstag, August 10, 2006
The Seven Days of Yesterday
The past week, ending a few days ago, that is, was a week full of yesterdays. I lived every single day to the fullest and all of them were incredible in their own ways - yet, it seemed as if time went much too quickly during those seven days. They were all their own history before they had finished, but that in very positive ways.
On Tuesday I went to Hamburg with Val and his brother. A day of walking around the city. About 2 1/2 hours on comfortable fast trains that day. But I have already talked about Tuesday.
Wednesday and Thursday saw a mini-trip to Luxembourg to meet up with Ellie and Meredith there for about, hmm, 26 or 27 hours? 13 hours on trains those days. People kept giving me strange looks while I was on the train, and I never figured out why. Maybe it was the expression on my face - I was tired from the day before, yet wild with anticipation of arriving in Luxembourg. The time I spent there was marvellous and could be explained using many big words. Mostly, it was very random, and more words would not do it justice. I arrived back home just after eleven in the evening.
Friday and Saturday was a small, hmm, "social experiment" of our Hannover post-UWC group and a bottle of Absinth. Again, two very intense days. We did not actually manage to fulfill the tasks that we had set ourselves, and the bottle was done before the first day was even over (admittedly, we did start early). On Saturday Val joined us for a bit of sightseeing. The "A-Days" being concluded, Val and me walked around a little more and stayed up talking for a long time - with his very early train the next morning being maybe the best reason to eventually go to bed.
Sunday, after bringing Val to the train station, I got ready to drive down south with my mum to visit relatives for two days. The first time I drove on the highway for more than just a few kilometres. A lot of talking, exchanging stories, family news etc. All very interesting again, but tiring - by now it had been nearly a week filled with travelling or excitement of other kinds. When we got back Monday evening, I was glad to have a week of calm evenings ahead of me ;) .
Now it is Thursday, and I am about to repeat what I have just come back from. Tomorrow I will meet a friend from Scotland. Then I will go north to a UWC meeting, stay for the weekend. Probably I will go up north again on Monday to visit my grandmother. It looks like I have no lack of excitement to complain about :) .
Current Music: The Pipettes - Your Kisses Are Wasted On Me
On Tuesday I went to Hamburg with Val and his brother. A day of walking around the city. About 2 1/2 hours on comfortable fast trains that day. But I have already talked about Tuesday.
Wednesday and Thursday saw a mini-trip to Luxembourg to meet up with Ellie and Meredith there for about, hmm, 26 or 27 hours? 13 hours on trains those days. People kept giving me strange looks while I was on the train, and I never figured out why. Maybe it was the expression on my face - I was tired from the day before, yet wild with anticipation of arriving in Luxembourg. The time I spent there was marvellous and could be explained using many big words. Mostly, it was very random, and more words would not do it justice. I arrived back home just after eleven in the evening.
Friday and Saturday was a small, hmm, "social experiment" of our Hannover post-UWC group and a bottle of Absinth. Again, two very intense days. We did not actually manage to fulfill the tasks that we had set ourselves, and the bottle was done before the first day was even over (admittedly, we did start early). On Saturday Val joined us for a bit of sightseeing. The "A-Days" being concluded, Val and me walked around a little more and stayed up talking for a long time - with his very early train the next morning being maybe the best reason to eventually go to bed.
Sunday, after bringing Val to the train station, I got ready to drive down south with my mum to visit relatives for two days. The first time I drove on the highway for more than just a few kilometres. A lot of talking, exchanging stories, family news etc. All very interesting again, but tiring - by now it had been nearly a week filled with travelling or excitement of other kinds. When we got back Monday evening, I was glad to have a week of calm evenings ahead of me ;) .
Now it is Thursday, and I am about to repeat what I have just come back from. Tomorrow I will meet a friend from Scotland. Then I will go north to a UWC meeting, stay for the weekend. Probably I will go up north again on Monday to visit my grandmother. It looks like I have no lack of excitement to complain about :) .
Current Music: The Pipettes - Your Kisses Are Wasted On Me
Dienstag, August 01, 2006
Travelling and Oberservation
I realised how much I miss travelling today, the first time I was on the rail again since a while ago. I left early in the morning to get to Hamburg on a fast and comfortable train. There I met with Val from Bulgaria and his brother, and spent a lovely day with them. I'll leave out the details now but talk about the way back - going back, again on a fast and comfortable train, it was raining. I sat with my back in the direction we were driving. As Hamburg faded away in the distance and small rain pellets raced alongside the window next to me leaving long glassy streaks, the climatised carriage actually got cold enough to give me in my rain-soaked t-shirt a slight chill. I cuddled myself inside my red fleece jacket, against the seat, listening to The Shins and with moody grey all around me trying to close my eyes. When I openend them again I saw the rainclouds clearly - there weren't many, and they weren't too large. Hovering not too far above the ground. Then kilometres of blue sky - and some more, happy fluffy white clouds. The play they provided when my changing perspective made them move against one another was just another small anecdote on this trip.
When I had arrived back here, and missed my tram by a few strides in my run, I prepared for the seven minutes wait and couldn't help but notice the couple, maybe a few years younger than me both of them, holding one another tight some few metres away. She was holding a beautiful white rose with a very long stem, dangling loosely from her fingers. Soon the tram came and it was time for them to part - I'd be surprised if those weren't tears I saw glinting in their eyes and on their cheeks. As we started moving again, I sat a few metres away to the side across from the girl, who was the one of them to get on the tram. Some small kids across from her were trading Pokemon Playing Cards. All the while she kept staring at the same spot somewhere in mid air, maybe a metre and a half towards the bottom left. But her facial expressions changed every moment. From a grin to a wicked smile, then a small laugh, then a worried look maybe, or anger. Her eyes did not move a bit. The rose was hanging upside down from her folded hands in her lap, petals bare centimetres from the dirty tram floor. When I got off a few stops later, she was still the same. Maybe she missed her stop, maybe she was not at all conscious of where she was and where she was going. She was somewhere else, reliving moments as projections on that imaginary wall of memory she built a metre and a half in front of her to the bottom left, to keep the world at bay.
I will be gone the next few days, a day-night-day in Luxembourg to meet Ellie and Meredith, then a social experiment involving large amounts of Absinth in Hannover :) . But for now I can't wait to be on a train again and to travel and observe. This earth is so much nicer when people hide less. Not because they give you anything or you take anything from them, but because we all empathise and are reminded - and because I relived memories of feeling just like that girl this evening.
Current Music: Nouvelle Vague - Don't Go
When I had arrived back here, and missed my tram by a few strides in my run, I prepared for the seven minutes wait and couldn't help but notice the couple, maybe a few years younger than me both of them, holding one another tight some few metres away. She was holding a beautiful white rose with a very long stem, dangling loosely from her fingers. Soon the tram came and it was time for them to part - I'd be surprised if those weren't tears I saw glinting in their eyes and on their cheeks. As we started moving again, I sat a few metres away to the side across from the girl, who was the one of them to get on the tram. Some small kids across from her were trading Pokemon Playing Cards. All the while she kept staring at the same spot somewhere in mid air, maybe a metre and a half towards the bottom left. But her facial expressions changed every moment. From a grin to a wicked smile, then a small laugh, then a worried look maybe, or anger. Her eyes did not move a bit. The rose was hanging upside down from her folded hands in her lap, petals bare centimetres from the dirty tram floor. When I got off a few stops later, she was still the same. Maybe she missed her stop, maybe she was not at all conscious of where she was and where she was going. She was somewhere else, reliving moments as projections on that imaginary wall of memory she built a metre and a half in front of her to the bottom left, to keep the world at bay.
I will be gone the next few days, a day-night-day in Luxembourg to meet Ellie and Meredith, then a social experiment involving large amounts of Absinth in Hannover :) . But for now I can't wait to be on a train again and to travel and observe. This earth is so much nicer when people hide less. Not because they give you anything or you take anything from them, but because we all empathise and are reminded - and because I relived memories of feeling just like that girl this evening.
Current Music: Nouvelle Vague - Don't Go
