Gore and Sarkozy

This evening I've chosen to write an activist post, drawing your attention to the following article: http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20071025/ap_on_re_eu/france_environment_2. I'm sitting here in Boston and it's still 60 degrees, even in October. I don't want to sound alarmist, but this is ridiculous. How environmentally conscious are people in your home countries, do you think?

Uyire, uyire*

I don't like Bollywood movies. It is just weird that they burst out dancing and singing in the middle of a conflict or conversation, isn't it? That's what I used to think till last week , when I happened to stumble upon this and that just kept me watching the film. I simply got enchanted by the music and I find the language magical: so soft and melodious!

Do you remember this?

Last night, just before falling asleep, this song came into my mind. Just wanted to share.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w2BnXhLlLz8

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The Wauk

I just returned from a short trip to Milwaukee. One might say that Boston is objectively more exciting, but I found paradise in The Wauk. From the moment I got off the plane, it was clear I had entered a new planet: people looked me in the eye and smiled, asked if I needed help, and wished me a nice day in a way that sounded authentic. On Friday evening, someone stopped me on the street to tell me that they liked my outfit. On Saturday, a cab driver turned off his meter to show my friend and I around the city, and then drove me to the airport. As I got back on the plane to head home, I wondered what it was that helped create this personable paradise: was it the cold weather? the Germanic heritage? all that beer? Who knows. Now that I'm back, I continue to hold onto the memories. But no one has yet complimented me on my outfit.

Il est arrivé !

Ça y est, il est arrivé ! Bienvenue, Konstantin ! Et pleins de bisous à ta maman.

I'm back

Well, since beansoup has honoured the blog of a few of her comments, I am so proud to come back too, at least commenting on your posts. I missed you, but am now only trying to catchup a bit, so I put small comments a bit everywhere. Promise I'll put longer things soon, believe!

Esprit de voyage

While I was on that short-term break in China, the travelling-spirit just hit me so hard and out of the blue, that I am still wondering what it was and how it works. Here is what I think now.

By spirit of travelling I mean rather a state of mind, where I am happy about absolutely anything that happens around me, just enjoying every moment, being restless, curious and easy-going in all things small and big, without effort. Sights, sounds and smells are washing through me, everything I need to do becomes a play, everything I can do is a new source of fun. I enjoy speaking to strangers, sitting down for hours on the side of a road, what's more, I dare to do it - I talk and sit and smile. I don't care if I am cold, I don't start a hysteria if I don't get food at the usual times. Actually, I don't get a hysteria at all.

So, what is this? It would be too easy to say it's the effect of being away from everyday responsibility - for sure, there is something from that, but there is something more - I remember times very clearly when I felt just the same in my hometown and in Budapest where I was home for a very long time.

There is another thing that I realised and that might be connected - I do not go and see just any movie like I used to do: I select. Yes, I have a broader knowledge about what I like and what I don't , but doesn't it prevent me from experiencing new things? Maybe I make mistakes in the selection - why couldn't I sit through a Tarkowski like I used to?

I have the fear that I am losing something : the ability to be open, to accept, to just be - I have expectations now, fears, standards and God knows what else: and these only mean more and more borders. Is it me or is it the evil deed of society? What shall I do to get rid of it?

Shaun the sheep

I am not sure that you know how big fans of animation we are with tarelle. He has introduced me Frédéric Back and Miyazaki and Samurai Champloo (just to name a few) whereas I have contributed with Krtek to his knowledge, among others (I have even dubbed films real-time when they did not have a subtitle...)

And now he showed me Shaun, the sheep. If you like Wallace and Gromit, then no doubt you'll like this too. And anyway, I know you enough to say that you'll love it, trust me, OK? Or you know what? Just have a look (I selected the preview in line with current events :-) )