понедельник, 17 января 2011 г.

Cupuaçu butter

Today 4 supper I had a fruit salad, consisting of 5 types of fruit, filled triumphantly with Trinkgenuss yogurt (translated as drinking joy). Caramel pudding and chocolate along with what is left of the Trinkgenuss yogurt are 4 a bit later. I don't know where this festivity comes from - it wasn't planned. )))

A humorous observation. When you want to be in a good mood, read the inscriptions on women cosmetic stuff. FOr instance "it purifies your skin and looks after it with Hamamelis" (this can improve your flora knowledge as well), "prebiotic (wtf?)) effect-complex with natural effect" (they made sure that u notice the word 'effect' as well))), "through the special care-formula with Lavender, silica, chamomile, zinc and Cupuaçu butter (they weren't lazy to find this butter, I wasn't lazy to find this special "c" letter) your skin will be intensilvely looked after and calmed."

Tomorrow is the first German course lesson.

суббота, 15 января 2011 г.

MAK museum, incrusted glasses, Khmer temple and Kelly bag

Today I was in a MAK (museum of applied arts) museum in Vienna with my new acquantance Alicja. AND (and definitely because of).... the entrance was free as it is always free on Saturdays. Unexpectedly, not many people were there... ouch...
As always, musaeums r hard for me in the sence that you need to walk all the time. That was a stress for my feet! Even more stress, but this time in a good sence, to my brain, as the museum's main task is to blow ur mind and its organizators r pretty industrious about it.
So now about the exhibit ( I like the word exponat more). We started with the exhibitions of furniture, tableware, lace from medieval times and barocco till the beginning of the last century. Holy Toledo! (on the origin of the phrase see http://www.dotoledo.org/gtcvb/history/display.asp?id=6 ) these creations are so thorough. Like this one glass (and theere were thousands of 'em, believe me) is so painted with small profound paintings. The new word in my vocabulary - arabesque ^_^ My companion by the way is a fanatic of the old stuff. Ehm.... I am on the modernistic side rather, thenk you very much.
The descriptions of some exhibits contained the phrases "on this chare Madame Blah-blah gathered 4 evening tea after the piano lessons with her daughters" or "the gouache is to portray" or this-this " this is one of the first camp stools known to humanity" (speaking about the mind blowing)
The banal things that came to my mynd were - These r the things of rich people, and those who made 'em for them had a lot of free time. The interesting thought that came was that not everything could be described by words, you CANNOTPOSSIBLY describe those things by words (and it is not even a commercial of the museum).
My story continues. (What an awsome stylistic device. And I think it coeheses my text perfectly. And it is fun to notice these linguistic things. Its like i'm talking with myself))) In the basement of the museum there were some Chinese dishes. There was A JAM POT FROM ANGKOR WAT TEMPLE. Oh, my holy cow and the whole zoo, I saw a fucking JAM POT FROM ANGKOR WAT TEMPLE. Im grateful. For those of u who havent watched national geographic,

Angkor Wat is an absolutely ofigenniy Khmer temple complex in Cambodia, which stands on... (Zadornov - hold your breath) on a fuckin water. If you want to IMPRESS people, ask Khmers how to do it (that is in case u happen to encounter a live Khmer) http://images.google.com.ua/images?hl=ru&source=imghp&biw=1138&bih=549&q=Angkor+Wat&gbv=2&aq=f&aqi=g1&aql=&oq= )

And to finish with, the exhibition for us, blonds. Small bags and bijouteire (is it OK that I speak French? ))) There was this absolutely huat coutuire bijouteire. And,and (with the shaking voice and lacrimose (stolen diskurs) eyes ) there was this special Kelly bag, with which the princess of Monako Grace Kelly is associated. Or visa versa. http://lifestyle.ru.msn.com/gallery.aspx?cp-documentid=152112230&page=8
Two things. 1, I wanna b a princess of Monako. 2, I want the darn thing!!!!

вторник, 11 января 2011 г.

observation area

A beautiful metafore just came to me. Different activities in our life can offer a great opportunity to really see things. like from the observation area (smotrovaya ploshadka). Arts, foreign languages, sports, and what no t can do this. For example you do your art, say you draw pictures, or see other peoples' pictures and then...suddenly, after running up to a hill, a breathtaking view opens to your eyes. You have reached one observation area....

enjoy

воскресенье, 9 января 2011 г.

Memoires of a lame tourist. Salzburg

Salzburg. The sarcastic view. This micro town in the micro country of Austria…… No wonder I knew nothing about it (the country) when I came here, whereas I knew quite a lot about Germany. Human greediness. This is how u can explain the existence of such petite countries as Lichtenstein, Malta (goodness grace), and of course Austria. Look at Russia and Ukraine’s size for instance. No greediness there – vAst Slavic soul. Or like China…. Speaking about Salzburg. Small city. A fortress that is all so flashy and medieval from the look, but inside – u pay the bloody 7 euros for entrance - and get 3 decayed roomies and a free ride on the funicular (ha, new flashy nerdy term) back.

Stupid Mozart chocolate balls. What could be more stupider? Not tasty at all. And then there is this flimflam division into the not-real red balls and real (more expensive of course) blue ones. Give me a break!

Private Mozart museum. I mean if it’s private, it doesn’t mean that after paying ANOTHER SEVEN EUROs, u get only 3 miserable babyrooms where his musical majesty Mozart lived. This city succumbs on the noble name of Mozart but the poor guy if he lived till nowadays wouldn’t have stood this gobbledygookness.

I mean – of course there were some good points, like these little labirynth-like streets and the puppet show (which we didn’t see), and a cheap hostel and a dome with a museum where u can get a discount if u belong to a church (ha!), and some Alps views. But Salzburg should still work hard on the above listed points if he doesn’t want to disappoint such picky (or should I say lame?) tourists like me ))

воскресенье, 1 ноября 2009 г.

Datcha

Ho-ho-ho, my drugi. Time has come to tell you what a beautiful datcha I have. Last weekend my father, sister and I went there to relax. In the beginning we worked a bit, pulled some trava. Then we prepared shashlik, and let me tell ya what a delicious one it was! After we slept for 12 full chasi in a warm house, even though it was very cholodno outside. During the day we enjoyed the krasota of autumn. How could I not have liked autumn before? It is so beautiful, such colors, such emotions – the swan song of nature. In the morning we went for rybalka. It is a nice felling to catch some fishes, let me tell ya. On my dacha there I a decorative swimming pool with rocks all around it. Father has bought juniper there and calls it a place of connection with cosmos.

пятница, 9 октября 2009 г.

Belgian business vs Ukrainian Haliava

Recently I was invited as an interpreter during the meeting of a SIDEM steering and suspension company representative, Belgium, and Zaporizhya car parts distributors. The translation itself was kinda difficult, but I received materials in advance and got a chance to prepare. Of course I had a little shock, coz before I differenciated cars only by colours. Now I know for instance that cars can have dependent or independent suspension )))))))))
Peter Dermaunt, the Belgian party, gave the presentation. The audience obviously had fun during the questions time. They showed Ukrainian sense of humor, asking questions like “Can we have this detail for free? Can we have a T-shirt with your logo for free?” I think my foreign friends should know the Ukrainian cultural term “Haliava”, which means “free stuff” and not be offended by the fact how bad we want it. Afterwards I and Zaporizhian host Alexander gave to Peter a quick drive around the night town. During the coffee he told about Belgium, which is famous for beer, chocolate, historical towns and Moroccans, about whom he told couple bad jokes)))))))))) Pics r comin

воскресенье, 9 августа 2009 г.

“Europe without frontiers”





It was the best week of this year definitely! I got a lucky chance to participate in an international youth conference “Europe without frontiers” in Germany, where I met interesting people, visited a new country and had a lot of fun.

So we went on a bus to Berlin. During the first day we saw Bundestag, Brandenburg Gate and the Under the Lime Street. Than we took the suburban train to Frankfurt on the Oder where the site of hosting organization Internationaler Bund was located. In the evening we had the first ice-breaker, that wasn’t that ice-breaking, some people went to sleep (including me, as I hadn’t slept for previous two nights on the road), some went to a hospitable Armenian team, they tried mulberry vodka.

The second day was famous for the Cultural evening. We gathered in the canteen, and presented our countries. Our team member Vanya hosted the event and challenged the teams with tasks to perform a dance, sing a folk song or tell a national joke. Our team made the presentation during the last hour ( as several other countries did too). I tried little bit of Armenian food, Albanian Rakia. The Irish had great green costumes. The evening ended with a nice ice-breaking disco.

During the next days we visited Frankfurt on the Oder, where we had a nice quest and shopping. I bought candies and beer as souvenirs, but I drank the pack of beer during the parties, so I had to bye an extra pack. During the week we were busy in several workshops, all dedicated to the topic of the conference, like “video”, “newspaper”, “dance”, “slam poetry”, “florists” and “wood art”. My workshop was called “creative Arts’ there we made a mask and a costume for Mister and Missis Europe, and a little contest for 5 couples, the winners of which – Albanian girl Ira and Croatian guy Ante – became Missis and Mister of Europe.. The “Newspaper” was a daily one and it reflected the life of our camp. “Florists” decided not to wait until the last day and had their presentation somewhere in the middle, the dresses that they made were haut couturier, and Russian matrioshka was the highlight of the program. “slam poetry” did a poem on different languages and made a little performance ”customs office”. The “wood arts” made a train out of wood, symbolizing the Europe and wooden plates as souvenirs. My favourite workshop was “dance”, they made a dance, but of course you need to see the dance, because the power of art cannot be expressed with words.

At the beginning of the week the weather was “weak”. But when the sun finally decided to show up, our director Brita proposed to go to the beach. So part of the group went to Helena Lake, where we logically swam, lay on the beach and also played some volleyball.

How could I have forgotten the High Ropes Course!!!!!!!!!!!! It was an extreme sport on the …high ropes, ))) the ropes that were connected on wooden pillars and we walked on them with security belts. It was worth taking, and we learned some swear words in different languages.

To sum it up, I would like to quote our organizer Steren “ If it wasn’t this conference, it would have been just an ordinary week”, but it was a blast.

P.s. I tried national German food – sausages, sauer kraut (sour cabbage), Bretzels (rogaliki), pork kotlette and apple cake with ice-cream. Also I taught Croatioan girls how to play Russian card game ‘fool” and Irish team – the game Mafia.