It’s been… God, almost one year since I properly posted here! But I have good reasons, but I won’t bore you with the details. In summary, I beat depression, started a course at the University of Oxford, finished it, travelled to a few countries with the significant other… all in all, it’s been a good year!
I find myself in a new career, in a new country: Teaching in Brazil. It’s been quite an experience, I must say! Ah well, Again, I won’t bore you with the details!
I will try my best to bring you all up to date on my adventures, places I’ve been, places I will go and, in time, earn your visits and comments again!
Have a great week!
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According to the Oxford Dictionary:
Fray: [NO OBJECT] (Of a fabric, rope, or cord) unravel or become worn at the edge, typically through constant rubbing: “cheap fabric soon frays”
Let’s pretend I only understood the part: “become worn through constant rubbing”. Well, maybe that’s what the challenge is about: Finding what it means to you.
In 2009, I went to Poland, where I visited Auschwitz, but I think I have written enough about it. While in Poland, I also visited the Wieliczka Salt Mine.
Taking my interpretation of the word, I see these salt mines as something beautiful, but finite. The constant contact of visitors will, eventually, erode the beautiful art works there sculpted. I love the place, but maybe from the work that disappears, a new blank canvas will be left for another to be made.
Published as part of the Weekly Photo Challenge. This post contains 4 photos.
“How many more barbed wire fences,
And molten personal belongings will it take,
Until we give life and peace a chance to bloom?”
“How many hands have been hurt in wires and brick walls for a chance of a better life? Humans… the only race that is unable to learn from their mistakes.”
What better way to capture a silhouette than during the sunset? Well, that’s my favourite time of the day. It’s a time when a silhouette is, somewhat, more meaningful, when it happens more naturally.
Samppras, my travel companion, always looks very contemplative during sunsets, this time overlooking Itapua Beach in Salvador.
People reading this might think I am mad… ah well!
I hate that, in the cinema world, anything not american is regarded as “foreign”, regardless of one’s nationality.
After many, maaaany hours of work, I got tired and decided to see if I could remember some of the “foreign” movies I have watched.
As a long term avoider of Hollywood, I decided to make a page listing some of my favourite non-american movies, which, in time, I will write a paragraph or two about each of them.
Now with the list partially complete, I found out that remaining Hollywood free is very difficult, but I tried my best! And I won’t be a hypocrite. They make really good movies and some WILL make in to my list, but I will keep them to a minimum.
Please visit the page “Cinephilia: My Movie List” to check out my film recommendations. It will be constantly updated: As soon as I watch a good movie, I will post it there.
It’s one of my best friend’s birthday today, so a while ago I decided to brew him an Ale. It’s not ready yet, by the way, but the label surely is!
Why the name?? He lives in Iraq and works for a local football team (soccer of you americans). Just trying to be a bit humorous about the daily worry we all go through!
Well, happy birthday Anderson!
Kutna what?? Where is that? Well, it very close to Prague and a perfect place for a day trip if you get bored with the beauty of the capital!
Back in the 15th and 16th century, Kutna Hora was the largest producer of silver in Czech Republic. Due to this massive wealth, it became Prague’s main competitor is every aspect: Trade, culture, politics. As part of the main trading route from Northern Europe to Turkey, it enjoyed a cosmopolitan feel until the silver ran out. It went though a steady decline for centuries, but now it feeds on tourism, through its attraction, the main one being the Sedlec Ossuary.
The Sedlec Ossuary is a sinister type of place. Just like the Catacombs of Paris, was created due to the over crowed cemetery in the town. Unlike the catacombs, the Ossuary is somewhat more sinister. A few years ago, an artist was invited to use the bones and decorate the chapel above. The decorations are incredible, but I have mixed feeling about it. There is a beautiful coats of arms of the town made of bones, but it’s weird to think about what they once were!
It’s worth a visit, but I know it’s not everyone’s cup of tea!
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