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The credits of the post below are (C) Ciprian Miclaus. Produced by permission.

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By the way, he is planning an exhibition this year. I'll let you know, in case you are around and wanna pop up.

Something is going out of the order...

Me so so so tired. I am too used t my ex-student life. Oh dear. We spent the weekend in Copenhagen. More snow, yey! Not too cold, thank God (in Finland the temperature varies between -14 and -29C). Nice place, nice people, nice trip. But... there's always a but. Easyjet and all budget airlines suck! There is always an excuse to delay. On our way to Denmark was the snow. On our way back was an extra person in the plane. They took one hour to figure out that it was a communication problem. Conclusion: we arrived at home 2 in the morning, me having to wake up at 7 am! Not going to mention that, on Friday, we went to bed at 11 pm to wake up at 2h30 am! :-D Do you want more? Wait until my travel blog is updated.

Until this day arrives, here are some pictures of me in a happy-happy-joy-joy moment. Yeah, me and the kids.. :-P

Me pretending to be an eskimo.

Me and my best friend!

Me proving that gravity exists, except in photos. Can you hear the Yuuuuupyyyyy?

More pictures to come. And videos too. And news. By the way, if you want to know where we are going next, just check Cipri's blog. Many trips plans! :-D Which means less time to write to friends and write daily blogs.

Gotta go. Take care & be safe!

Beautiful day!

I hope to have more of days like this.

Alive and kicking

I'm with a few problems administrating my schedule (yeah, busy woman! hahaha), but here I am to share with you a little teaser.



This was shot on January 6th, at Mari's place. We were celebrating The Kings' Day. :-) There are much more cool images, I just need some time and inspiration to start working on them. I HAVE to show myself singing Total Eclipse of the Heart here.

Other than that, I have to tell you that today was the happiest day of my life. I've seen real snow for the first time in almost 30 years of existence. Can you imagine that????? I cannot find the damn cable of my photo camera, where I have some pics, but maybe later.

This weekend I'm going to Copenhagen. Gonna be so cold, so cold. hehehe Also, this means that I am not going to update this with new pics or videos. Nhe!

Some pics...

Post overdose on this blog. You never know when you will be able to post again, right?

Here are two pictures of Playa del Armadores, in Gran Canaria. This is the only place I took pictures, because I was in charge of the videos, while Mr. Miclaus was supposed to take pics. He did, it's true, but did you receive them? Neither do I. And who am I to ask something, as I have so many videos to edit too.

Overview of the whole beach. Quite small and "packed". White sand, but the grains were not so thin like the other sandy beaches.

A close-up of the water. Very clean. And stupidly freezing.

So, what has happened lately? I became an English teacher. Well, sort of experimenting in this area. Still don't know if I want to go for it as a career. Mom says I will get addicted to it when I start seeing my students' progress, but I am still in the very beginning of the process and so far I think I am asking too much of myself.

Speaking of career, I am also facing a dilemma. Career or money (since the two are not always walking together)? This question led me to a prior issue: what is my profession anyway? I graduated in Advertising and Journalism, worked as PR and Marketing assistant and coordinator, I did a Masters in Interactive Media (what?), and that's it. I don't feel like I have a profession to pursue a career on. I mean, when you work with marketing, you can work anywhere, in any company, doing anything. Marketing is such a broad concept that some job ads seem to be a joke. Anyway, this concern led to another one: how can I have such doubt getting closer to the 30's? You're not supposed to ask what you are going to be when you grow up when you are about to turn 30! And worse, if you are about to question yourself, you should at least have an idea, right? And this questioning leads to another more depressing thought: what?!?!?!?! 30?!?!?!?!?!?!?! Ohmygosh!!! Where did all those years go????? How did I live t-h-i-r-t-y years??? Ooooh, another thought coming through: how am I going to celebrate my 30 years? Because, let’s face it, it is an historical date. You don’t turn 30 years old everyday. 30 years can be half of your life. Some women say that it is when life really starts (I think it’s bullshit; it is just because you cannot go back on time and because from now on things just get worse), so it is something to celebrate, right?

Too much thinking for a single paragraph, innit?

This is what I’ve been doing the most lately: thinking. You take at least half an hour to go anywhere in London. I take half an hour walking from my house to the tube station. Half an hour to go to the cinema in West India Quays. Half an hour to leave the house and arrive at Cipri’s place. So, there’s plenty of opportunities for thinking. And so I think. Another thing I was thinking about was my next trip. Yeah, because if there is something that is worth thinking about is traveling. Even if it is a long term plan, like Australia in 2008. Or a trip to the Northeast of Brazil in 2009.

Headache. Enough thinking!

Turbulances

I'm not very fond of cold. In fact I get really annoyed when it is too cold. But the same works for very hot days, like those freaking summers in Rio, when the temperature would go to 40°C in the shadow. This year the winter is surprisingly OK. I mean, temperature around 10°C, the wind being not too freezing.

These last day, on the other hand, have been really ugly. The sky would become dark like in horror movies; the wind is so strong that it seems that it will break the windows. The good news is that sometimes the wind carries me. I feel so light. :-D I had to hold myself today and wait for the wind to come down. I also had something in my right eye, which I still don't know what it was and how I manage to get rid of it, but it made me cry for about two hours. I hate crying in public! hehe

Quick story

I was talking to my dad one of these days and he said “it is very cold here, we have to wear jacket and socks at home. But, of course, nothing like what you get there.” I replied “nah, here is as cold as São Paulo. Some days are really pleasant”. And my dad comes with the pearl: “you say that because you are already British”. Huh? But then at least I know I don’t look like a tourist anymore, because this week I was asked for directions three times! Yes, sir, I did (sic). It doesn’t matter if I didn’t give the correct information. The point here is that those lost people came to me – the queen of all lost people in the world - to ask for directions! But, yeah, British?! No way, I’m too tanned for that. :-)

Good-bye. Tu-tu-tu-tu-tu