tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88575516227878456722024-03-13T19:34:09.676+02:00Colecționara de cuvinteColecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-2371923326145337332016-02-10T12:37:00.000+02:002016-02-10T12:37:59.724+02:00Book review: Diane von Furstenberg - The woman I wanted to be<div style="text-align: justify;">
Cartea lui <b>Diane von Furstenberg</b>, designerul din spatele brandului <b>DVF</b>, si cea care a inventat celebra wrap dress (rochia petrecuta), m-a inspirat mult; am avut de invatat din autobiografia ei mai mult decat m-as fi asteptat. </div>
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O admiram dinainte, in primul rand deoarece a creat unul din putinele branduri ale caror produse imi plac la nebunie aproape in totalitate, intr-adevar <i>efortless, chic si sexy</i>, asa cum se auto-proclama. Apoi, am urmarit-o si in <b>House of DVF</b>, reality showul in care isi cauta un Brand Ambassador, unde mi-au placut simplitatea si eleganta ei, asa ca asteptam aparitia cartii.</div>
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<b>The woman I wanted to</b> be este impartita in capitole care semnifica aspectele importante ale vietii lui Diane - <i>Roots, Love, Beauty, si The fashion business</i>- insa ce mi-a placut cel mai mult a fost cat de interesanta a fost cartea cap-coada; mie atat viata ei personala, cat si partea despre modul in care si-a crescut afacerea, mi s-au parut atat de captivante, incat de multe ori mi se parea ca citesc un roman, si nu un volum autobiografic.</div>
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In prima parte a cartii, cea legata de viata ei personala, Diane povesteste despre originile sale, despre cat de mare a fost influenta pe care mama sa, supravietuitoare la Auschwitz si mereu o luptatoare, a avut-o asupra ei, si despre cum tatal sau (evreu) a reusit sa scape de nazisti. Practic mare parte din primul capitol ar face in sine un subiect interesant pentru (inca) un film despre Holocaust. </div>
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Din momentul in care incepe sa isi povesteasca propria viata insa, facem cunostinta cu o viata atat de glamouroasa si plina, incat ai crede ca Gossip Girl s-a inspirat din viata lui <b>Diane von Furstenberg</b>, serios. Nascuta la Brussels in 1946, intr-o familie de burghezi, copilaria si adolescenta ei sunt marcate numai de vacante la ski in Alpi, boarding schools in Elvetia, vizite la Londra, nenumarate petreceri si banchete ba in Belgia, ba in Elvetia, ba...oriunde. Autoarea povesteste cu nonsalanta despre aventurile ei adolescentine, pana ajunge la prima ei mare iubire, printul Egon von Furstenberg, cu care se casatoreste la doar 22 de ani, si obtine astfel titulatura de printesa (o viata care pare putin ireala, dupa cum spuneam). Cei doi decid sa se mute la New York in cautarea Visului American, dupa cum ea insasi marturiseste, si au in decurs de 2 ani 2 copii, un baiat si o fata, insa ce mi se pare cu adevarat spectaculos este cum designerul povesteste despre nenumaratele petreceri pe care le dadea la New York impreuna cu sotul ei in apartamentul lor, despre cum acestia erau prezenti la toate evenimentele mondene, iar in a doua parte a cartii aflam ca fix in aceasta perioada isi lansa afacerea de la zero, totul cu 2 copii mici!</div>
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Aici intervine admiratia mea pentru o femeie atat de ambitioasa, care a inventat o rochie care a revolutionat lumea modei si s-a vandut in milioane de exemplare in anii '70; in cativa ani, dupa o crestere absolut necontrolata a companei sale, a pierdut dintr-o data totul; imediat s-a reinventat si a lansat o linie de cosmetice care a cunoscut acelasi succes fenomenal timp de cativa ani, dupa care a dat faliment din nou. Si cu toate acestea, dupa o pauza de cativa ani buni (timp in care s-a mutat la Paris sa ii fie muza noului ei iubit francez, si gazduia saloane literare in care invita artistii Parisului - da, numai intamplari de genul are), la 50 de ani se reintoarce la New York si reuseste sa relansese brandul DVF cu aceeasi energie ca la 20, si sa il creasca continuu pana in ziua de azi.</div>
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Bineinteles, nici cresterea din ultimii 20 de ani nu a fost lina, brandul a mai avut momente de cumpana, momente in care si-a pierdut directia, dar de fiecare data, a facut pe dracu-n patru si a reusit sa revina pe linia de plutire. Ba mai mult, a facut ca <b>Diane von Furstenberg</b> sa fie unul din cele mai cunoscute branduri de moda la nivel mondial. </div>
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Iar acum, la aproape 70 de ani, prin fiecare pagina a cartii transpare acea joie de vivre a acestei femei extraordinare, care iubeste ceea ce face, care in continuare este prezenta la evenimentele mondene de peste tot, care in continuare gazduieste petreceri, baluri, si care incearca de zeci de ani de zile sa inspire femeile de pretutideni sa devina femeia care au visat sa fie.</div>
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O autobiografie de pus bine pentru momentele cand motivatia noastra lasa de dorit.</div>
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Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-61679482433925393692016-01-18T18:28:00.001+02:002016-01-18T18:28:54.831+02:00Book review : Khaled Hosseini - Splendida cetate a celor o mie de sori<div style="text-align: justify;">
Am inceput anul in forta : prima carte citita pe 2016 a ridicat stacheta atat de sus, incat, dupa ce am terminat <i><b>Splendida cetate a celor o mie de sori</b></i> , cateva zile nu am mai putut citi nimic. Pentru mine a fost genul rar de carte care te consuma interior, iti da tot felul de idei, si ramane cu tine mult dupa ce o termini. </div>
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Am citit sute de carti, si totusi e prima carte la care am plans, atat de tare m-a emotionat. Citisem inainte review-uri, in care trei sferturi mentionau ca au plans la un moment dat, dar mi-am zis ca sunt probabil niste sensibili. Toti, da :) .</div>
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Cum am ajuns de fapt la <i><b>Khaled Hosseini</b></i>? Am vazut filmul <i><b>The kite runner (Vanatorii de zmeie)</b></i>, bazat pe primul roman al autorului, un film care m-a emotionat mult, despre prietenia dintre doi baietei afghani, despre familie, iubire, si incercarea de a indrepta un lucru gresit, chiar si dupa ani buni de la intamplare. Acum insa, dupa ce am vazut filmul si citit cea de-a doua carte a autorului, <i><b>Splendida cetate a celor o mie de sori, </b></i>imi pare rau ca nu am citit prima carte inainte inainte sa vad filmul, si nu pentru ca e prea tarziu, bineinteles, ci pentru ca cea mai frumoasa parte, pentru mine, a romanelor lui Khaled Hosseini este tocmai talentul lui narativ, modul simplu si firesc in care curge actiunea.</div>
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Si daca <i><b>Vanatorii de zmeie </b></i>este dominat de figuri masculine, <i><b>Splendida cetate a celor o mie de sori </b></i>isi ia revansa, avand in prim-plan doua femei, Mariam si Laila. Cele doua au personalitati foarte diferite: Mariam are niste origini foarte modeste, ramane orfana de mama de tanara, in vreme ce tatal sau nu vrea sa o recunoasca drept copil legitim, asa ca atitudinea ei este tot timpul una supusa, timida, fara a avea pretentii la nimic, si cu o oarecare neincredere in sine. Laila, pe de alta parte, provine dintr-o familie bine inchegata de intelectuali, care o incurajeaza sa se dezvolte, sa studieze, si ii lasa o libertate destul de mare fata de familiile traditionale de Afghani, asa ca este un personaj puternic, increzator in fortele proprii, energic si liber.</div>
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O serie de evenimente nefericite le aduce pe cele doua femei impreuna, moment in care incepe sa se formeze o prietenie improbabila, dar autentica si emotionanta.</div>
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Nu as vrea sa intru mai mult de atat in detaliile romanului pentru ca, dupa cum am spus, punctul forte este tocmai desfasurarea actiunii in sine; si eu am aflat cateva detalii inainte sa citesc cartea, si mi-am dat seama ca mi-a influentat destul de mult perceptia asupra ei. Dar te indemn sa o citesti pentru ca, desi este o carte trista, povestea celor doua personaje principale, povestita de-a lungul a 30 de ani,pe fundalul unui Afghanistan condus mai intai de sovietici, apoi de Mujahedini si Talibani, merita chiar si numai pentru a afla mai multe despre conditia femeii musulmane in acele vremuri, sau macar pentru o scurta incursiune in istoria Afghanistanului, si stilul de viata al locuitorilor sai.</div>
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De abia astept sa citesc si cel de-al treilea roman al autorului Afghan stabilit in SUA, <i><b>Si muntii au ecou, </b></i>insa o sa mai aman putin momentul, pentru ca apoi ce mai citesc de el? :) Genul asta de carte trebuie consumat cu precautie si in doze mici, serios.</div>
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Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-69090980571300227602015-12-22T12:55:00.000+02:002015-12-22T13:01:14.138+02:00Top 10 carti citite 2015 (I)<div style="text-align: justify;">
Anul asta am avut surpriza placuta de a descoperi si placerea cartilor non-fictiune si a biografiilor, din care nu am ramas doar cu savurarea lecturii si a povestii in sine, ci si cu exemple si invataturi din viata unor persoane reale, care m-au inspirat. Motiv pentru care, din topul personal al cartilor citite in 2015, aproape jumatate sunt non-fictiune, dar am ramas cu o satisfactie dupa ce le-am terminat pe care nu am simtit-o la cele de tip fictiune...</div>
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1.<a href="http://colectionaradecuvinte.blogspot.sk/2015/04/sheryl-sandberg-lean-in.html" target="_blank"> <i><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Sheryl Sandberg - Lean In</b></span></i></a></div>
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Fara a fi o carte de self help (oricum nu cred in genul genul self-help) sau moralizatoare , in <b>Lean In</b> autoarea
explica, din propria experienta, care crede ca sunt lucrurile de care o femeie
ar trebui sa tina cont daca vrea sa aiba succes in cariera (insa fara liste ridicole de tipul ,,Trebuie sa faci asta, asta, si asta") , care sunt
lucrurile care o trag in jos, insa fara a avea deloc un ton
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2. <b><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Arianna Huffington - Thrive (Succesul redefinit)</i></span></b></div>
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<b>Thrive</b>, si ca impreuna cu <b>Lean In</b> ar trebui sa fie o lectura obligatorie pentru oricine isi doreste sa aiba cu adevarat o cariera, indiferent de domeniu.<br />
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Autoarea este fondatoare si CEO al publicatiei Huffington Post, care inainte era omul modern tipic, obsedat de succes cu orice pret, gata sa lucreze 12 ore pe zi si sa se dedice 100% vietii profesionale, pentru ca facea ceea ce ii placea, si pentru ca toti in jurul ei erau la fel de competitivi. Asta pana intr-o zi cand si-a pierdut cunostiinta, din cauza epuizarii, moment in care a inceput sa isi restabileasca prioritaile si modalitatea de a se raporta la munca radical. Rezultatul este aceasta carte-manifest pentru gasirea unui echilibru intre viata profesionala si cea personala, bine documentata, plina de sfaturi pentru a ajunge la un echilibru interior. Cred ca orice persoana cu minimul de ambitie si perfectionism se poate regasi in </div>
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3. <i><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://colectionaradecuvinte.blogspot.sk/2015/07/book-review-eu-sunt-malala-malala.html#" target="_blank"><b>Eu sunt Malala - Malala Yousafzai & Christina Lamb</b></a></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Este povestea fetei din Pakistan care a fost impuscata in cap de talibani pentru ca a avut curajul sa militeze importriva lor, si pentru dreptul copiilor la educatie. </span></span></h3>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">O admir pe Malala pentru o sumedenie de lucruri : mi se pare incredibil
cum, la numai 18 ani, o persoana poate fi atat de inteleapta,
inteligenta si carismatica, cum poate avea o voce atat de puternica, cum
poate fi atat de curajoasa, si mai ales, cu cata ardoare si sinceritate
poate crede in cauza ei. Este un lider inascut, are niste discursuri
extraordinare, iar dupa episodul impuscaturii, continua cu aceasi
ardoare sa isi sustina cauza. Intr-o societate in care majoritatea
dintre noi chiulim de la scoala si am face orice sa scapam de cursuri,
aceasta fata a fost dispusa sa isi sacrifice viata - pentru ca era
foarte constienta la ce riscuri se supune! - pentru a putea sa invete.</span></span></h3>
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<b><span style="font-weight: normal;">4. <span style="font-size: large;"><i><b>Giuliana Rancic - Going off Script : How I Survived a Crazy Childhood, Cancer, and Clooney's 32 On-Screen Rejections</b></i></span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></i></span></b></h3>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Probabil prima intrebare ar fi cine e Giuliana Rancic :) E o figura destul de cunoscuta in State<b> (</b>insa nu si la noi) prezinta E News si Fashion Police de ani de zile,are mult umor si carisma, lucru care se reflecta si in carte. </span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="" id="result_box" lang="ro"><span class="alt-edited">De la o
vârstă fragedă a visat sa devina o prezentatoare TV, insa parcursul ei profesional este departe de a fi drept. Amuzanta și trista in acelasi timp, Going Off Script este o autobiografie
care dovedește că nu întotdeauna trebuie să urmezi regulile pentru a
obține ce ti-ai dorit. </span></span></span></span></h3>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="" id="result_box" lang="ro"><span class="alt-edited">Este cel mai recent volum tradus in limba romana al psihoterapeutului american, si cuprinde zece povestiri care pornesc de la experienta lui reala cu pacientii sai. De data asta, tema prezenta in toate cazurile este anxietatea omului in fata mortii, nu neaparat cea imediata, ci si doar constientizarea ideii in sine a cat de vulnerabili suntem in fata mortii. Unii pacienti ajung la terapeut aparent cu alte probleme, pana sa isi dea seama ca de fapt lucrurile au fost declansate de preocupari fata de sensul vietii, imbatranirea, teama de viitor sau cea cauzata de disparitia celor dragi. </span></span></span></span></h3>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">*Am redat titlurile cartilor in limba in care le-am citit. Deocamdata nu exista varianta in romana pentru biografia Giulianei Rancic, iar traducerea in romana a cartei Ariannei Huffington, ,,Succesul redefinit'', mi se pare proasta si face sa suna de parca ar fi o carte tipica de self-help, ceea ce nu-i cazul. In cazul lui Sheryl Sandberg, ,,Lean in'' este si titlul in limba romana.</span></h3>
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Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-56361999903480468652015-07-14T21:36:00.002+03:002015-07-14T21:36:14.532+03:00Book review: Eu sunt Malala - Malala Yousafzai & Christina Lamb,,Un copil, un profesor, o carte, un stilou - pot schimba lumea! " - spune Malala in cadrul discursului tinut la sediul ONU, cu ocazia implinirii a 16 ani.<br />
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Pentru ca a avut curajul sa vorbeasca deschis despre lipsurile tarii ei, despre nevoia de educatie a copiilor, si s-a opus fatis masurilor impuse de talibani in Pakistan. Cu adevarat remarcabil este incapatanarea cu care a continuat sa militeze pentru accesul tuturor la educatie, intr-o perioada de teroare in Swat, regiunea unde locuia si care era controlata de talibani. Acestia au ucis sute de oameni in regiune numai pentru indrazneala de a nu li se supune, sau de a face cel mai mic protest in public, si faceau asta in mod brutal : ii prindeau, ii biciuiau si apoi ii omorau in public, dupa care lasau cadavrele lor in piata publica a doua zi, pentru ca restul lumii sa vada, sa se teama, si sa nu mai repete comportamentul. Vorbim despre un stat in anul 2008-2009.<br />
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Intrebarea care se pune, bineinteles, este ce faceau autoritatile in tot acest timp? Ei bine, in primul rand, talibanii aveau metode de constrangere atat de brutale, incat dadeau buzna in statiile locale de politie, decapitau autoritatile, si le preluau sediul. Astfel, incet-incet, au inceput sa controleze intreaga zona. Moment in care din nou te intrebi - dar ce faceau armata si guvernul in tot acest timp? Nu se stie. Politica parea a fi una de tipul ,,Don't ask, don't tell.''<br />
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Cartea are doua parti principale - prima, in care este detaliat modul cum au ajuns talibanii sa preia puterea, precum si situatia politica si sociala in Pakistan, toate aceste lucruri impletie cu povestea Malalei, in special copilaria ei. Ea povesteste cum totul a inceput o data cu aparatia postului de radio al talibanilor - bazandu-se pe faptul ca majoritatea populatiei era analfabeta si deosebit de religioasa, se foloseau de Coran, pe care il interpretau dupa bunul lor plac, pentru a dicta cum ar trebui sa se comporte oamenii pentru a fi buni musulmani. Initial au primit foarte mult suport din partea populatiei, inclusiv ajutor financiar. Acest lucru se intampla tocmai din cauza lipsei educatiei care duce la dezinformare, lucru pe care Malala, ghidata de tatal sau, un om intelept si deschis la minte, l-a inteles de mica.<br />
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Pe masura ce actiunile talibanilor au devenit din ce in ce mai opresive si sadice, sustinerea publica s-a schimbat in teroare. Talibanii sustineau, printre altele, ca fetele nu au ce cauta in scoli, ca locul lor este in casa, sa se ocupe de tatii/fratii si mai tarziu sotii lor, ca este impotriva Coranului ca fetele sa aiba acces la educatie, iar atunci cand cate o fata renunta la scoala, acestia anuntau la radio ,, X a parasit scoala in clasa a VI-a, o felicitam pentru ca a inteles calea cea dreapta, acum va ajunge in rai.'' Masurile au devenit din ce in ce mai extreme, ajungandu-se la bombardarea a numeroase scoli, lasand in urma moartea mai multor copii si profesori.<br />
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In tot acest timp, in ciuda numeroaselor morti provocate de talibani oricui indraznea sa nu se supuna lor, Malala si tatal lor tineau discursuri publice in care militau pentru educatie, dadeau interviuri, atat interne, cat si pe plan international, si nu s-au oprit in ciuda amenintarilor primite.<br />
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Asta a dus la impuscarea Malalei in cap de catre talibani in toamna lui 2012, in autobuzul care o ducea spre scoala. Momentul atacului, cat si ce a urmat dupa, clipele din spital, groaza parintilor, teama ca o vor pierde, eforturile medicilor, mobilizarea generala pentru a o scoate din tara pentru a putea fi tratata corespunzator sunt descrise extensiv in ultima parte a cartii, o parte extrem de emotionanta si dureroasa chiar si de citit.<br />
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O admir pe Malala pentru o sumedenie de lucruri : mi se pare incredibil cum, la numai 18 ani, o persoana poate fi atat de inteleapta, inteligenta si carismatica, cum poate avea o voce atat de puternica, cum poate fi atat de curajoasa, si mai ales, cu cata ardoare si sinceritate poate crede in cauza ei. Este un lider inascut, are niste discursuri extraordinare, iar dupa episodul impuscaturii, continua cu aceasi ardoare sa isi sustina cauza. Intr-o societate in care majoritatea dintre noi chiulim de la scoala si am face orice sa scapam de cursuri, aceasta fata a fost dispusa sa isi sacrifice viata - pentru ca era foarte constienta la ce riscuri se supune! - pentru a putea sa invete.<br />
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Recomand cartea cu caldura, a devenit una dintre cartile mele preferate, este genul de lectura care iti ramane in suflet, si totodata te face sa fii recunoscator ca te-ai nascut unde te-ai nascut, si sa nu mai iei lucrurile de-a gata.<br />
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Poti vedea discursul Malalei de acceptare a premiului Nobel pentru pace <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MOqIotJrFVM" target="_blank">aici</a>.<br />
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Iar in toamna anului acesta apare si filmul, poti vedea trailerul <a href="http://www.malala.org/?source=f&sp_ref=131043639.272.12662.f.0.2" target="_blank">aici</a>.<br />
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<br />Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-29567324179322567362015-04-21T11:48:00.003+03:002015-04-21T11:48:56.708+03:00Sheryl Sandberg - Lean in<div class="MsoNormal">
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self-help . S-a vorbit insa atat de mult de cartea lui Sheryl Sandberg – si am
auzit numai lucruri bune!, incat am zis sa fac o incercare. </div>
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Nu am fost
dezamagita deloc, mai ales ca nu este propriu-zis o carte de self-help. Este
mai degraba o constatare a situatiei de inegalitatate intre barbati si femei promovata
atat de societate, cat si din nesiguranta femeilor de a cere mai mult pe plan profesional.
Impletita cu experienta ei personala – si cum sa nu fie interesant parcursul professional
al COO-ului Facebook, fost vice-presedinte Global Online Sales and Operations
la Google, si Chief of Staff pentru Trezoreria Statelor Unite?! – autoarea
explica, din propria experienta, care crede ca sunt lucrurile de care o femeie
ar trebui sa tina cont daca vrea sa aiba success in cariera, care sunt
lucrurile care o trag in jos, insa fara a avea deloc un ton moralizator si
atotstiutor.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Mi-a placut foarte mult, din acest punct de vedere, cum a
abordat problema dintre cele doua ipostaze intre care se impart femeile din
ziua de azi - cele care decid sa ramana
casnice, si sa se dedice cresterii copiilor, si treburilor gospodariei, si cele
care aleg sa aibe si o cariera (fara ca asta sa excluda copiii) – si cum cele
doua categorii se arata constant cu degetul, si se acuza reciproc, fiecare
crezand in propria lor ,,cale cea dreapta”. Insa acest lucru se intampla tocmai
fiindca intotdeauna, femeia de cariera isi va reaminti de fiecare data cand o
vede pe casnica la ce a renuntat (timp pretios de petrecut cu copiii, etc), si
invers, bineinteles. Si aici intervine autoarea cu ceea ce inseamna pentru ea
succesul: sa fii multumit cu alegerile pe care le faci. A fost singura data
cand o ,,definitie’’ a rezonat cu mine. Si apropos, cand am vazut fraza respectiva,
,,my definition of success’’, am crezut ca o sa fie exact genul ALA de carte
self- help, dar a fost singura data cand am intalnit o exprimare de genul in carte.<o:p></o:p></div>
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O alta idee cu care am rezonat este descrisa pe larg in
capitolul ,,Don’t leave before you leave’’, mai exact, cum femeile tind, din
clipa in care incep sa se gandeasca la a-si intemeia o familie, sa isi puna
piedici singure, nemaiacceptand oportunitati de dezvoltare pe principiul ,,Oricum
planuiesc sa fac un copil in 2 ani, si nu este momentul’’, si explica cat de
daunatoare este gandirea de acest fel pe termen lung, si de ce.</div>
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Despre aceasta idee, si despre cateva altele care se
regasesc in carte, vorbeste si in cadrul unei discutii TED Talk – aveti linkul
<a href="http://www.ted.com/talks/sheryl_sandberg_why_we_have_too_few_women_leaders?language=en" target="_blank">aici</a> .<o:p></o:p></div>
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Daca v-a placut discursul ei TED, sigur va va placea si
cartea!<o:p></o:p></div>
Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-15162026233057147082014-09-04T22:49:00.001+03:002014-09-04T22:49:22.450+03:00Rusia - Sankt Petersburg - impresii & sfaturi de calatorieAm plecat in Rusia intr-o excursie de grup organizata de agentia Omnia (care a avut o organizare proasta, si un ghid sub orice critica, dar despre asta intr-o alta postare), cu autocarul, pe indicativul Sankt Petersburg - Novgorod - Moscova.<br />
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Lucrul pe care vreau sa il subliniez aici, pentru ca tare mult mi-ar fi placut sa mi-l spuna si mie cineva inainte de plecare, este legat de vreme. Sunt convinsa ca stiti cu totii ca este un oras nordic, si ca ,,Sigur e un pic mai frig", dar nu exista understatement mai mare de atat...Cand am fost eu plecata, in luna august, cand la noi in tara, si in general in Europa de Est si Centrala, erau 36 grade, acolo MAXIMA era de 22 grade, si se incalzea oricum foarte greu, dimineata si seara erau 16-17 grade. Si ploua. MULT. Nimeni nu te avertizeaza ca la Sankt Petersburg ploua mai tare decat la Londra, si ca esti un norocos daca prinzi zile fara ploaie...Asa ca ia-ti o geaca subtire, polare, incaltaminte inchisa (preferabil nu adidasi), umbrele zdravene, pulovere subtiri si pantaloni lungi, altfel vei fi obligat sa iti cumperi de acolo. Asta daca te duci vara, in restul anotimpurilor nici nu vreau sa ma gandesc...<br />
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Ce e de vazut/facut la Sankt Petersburg?<br />
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Cel mai mult, din interiorul orasului, m-a impresionat <b>Catedrala Sfantul Isaac</b> ( Foto 1&2).<br />
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Iti poti lua bilet separat pentru a urca sa vezi <b>panorama orasului</b> de pe punctul cel mai inalt al Catedralei Sfantul Isaac, se merita, nu e de urcat foarte mult, si este singurul loc din oras cu o asemenea priveliste (Foto 3,4,5,6).<br />
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Rezerva-ti minim o jumatate de zi, ideal o zi , pentru vizitarea<b> Ermitajului</b>, cel mai mare muzeu de arta al Rusiei, si cel mai important (alaturi de Muzeul Puskin, din Moscova) (Foto 7-13). <span style="text-align: center;">Surpriza foarte placuta a fost o galerie generoasa a picturilor impresionistilor (Foto 14), precum si de pictura moderna (eu, una, nu ma asteptam sa gasesc tablouri de Picasso la Ermitage).</span><br />
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Superb este complexul format din <b>palatul si gradinile Peterhof</b>, de langa Sankt Petersburg, Palatul de vara al tarului Petru cel Mare. Interiorul palatului este construit in stil baroc, asadar vei vedea aur, muuuult aur (Foto 16 - Poate cam prea mult, pana si pentru un palat? Just sayin'.)<br />
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Trebuie sa ajungi si la palatul Ekaterinei, de la Tarskoe Selo (Foto 23 - 32), unul din cele mai opulente palate pe care l-am vizitat, decorat cu AUR, SI MAI MULT AUR.<br />
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Oricum, concluzia mea despre rusi, dupa ce am vazut atat partea de Vest a tarii, cat si Siberia, si dupa ce am si locuit acolo, este ca au niste iluzii de grandomanie si niste pretentii fantastic de ridicate fata de potentialul lor real. Cat am locuit in Siberia, ma tot gandeam ca numai partea aceea de tara este saraca, si ca partea de Vest, cu Moscova si Sankt Petersburg, sunt mult mai dezvoltate. Adevarul este ca, in afara de cele doua orase amintite anterior (si Rusia nu inseamna numai Moscova si Sankt Petersburg...), toata tara se afla intr-o stare de saracie lucie. Numai in Maroc am mai vazut atata saracie, neglijenta, si oameni negospodari...<br />
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Sankt Petersburgul insa este un oras curat, civilizat, si plin de atractii turistice, de vazut clar macar o data!Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-38362460014025973972014-06-18T13:22:00.000+03:002014-07-03T10:47:32.133+03:00Book review: Irvin D. Yalom - Mama si sensul vietii. Povesti de psihoterapie<div style="text-align: justify;">
Este o carte care satisface curiozitatea multora dintre noi : ce se intampla in cadrul unei sedinte de psihoterapie?</div>
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Irvin Yalom, profesor emerit de psihiatrie, are un talent fanastic de a imbina aspecte care tin de natura meseriei sale cu felul de a le pune pe hartie si a le transforma in povestiri extraordinar de interesante, sau chiar intr-un roman (Minciuni pe canapea, unul din romanele mele preferate! ).</div>
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Povestirile de psihoterapie din cartea de fata nu au cum sa nu devina captivante pentru oricine care a avut macar un vag interes pentru ramura psihologiei, sau pentru orice tine de analiza trairilor interioare...</div>
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,,Calatorii cu Paula" si ,,Sapte lectii pentru avansati", ambele povestiri adevarate, sunt interesante prin prisma emotiilor care ne incearca in fata mortii - cum ne impacam cu ideea propriei noastre morti, mai ales atunci cand aceasta este iminenta, cat si cu moartea celor dragi. Sunt prezentate doua paciente - Paula, diagnosticata cu cancer, o femeie remarcabila, senina in fata mortii, si impacata cu ideea, impreuna cu care Yalom infiinteaza un grup de terapie pentru bolnavii in stare terminala, si Irene, al carei sot moare de cancer, care nu se poate impaca cu ideea pierderii lui, si nici nu face prea mari incercari in acest sens.</div>
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,,Dubla expunere" pleaca de la o intamplare adevarata: Yalom avea obiceiul de a inregistra sedintele cu o pacienta, si de a i le da sa le asculte in drum spre urmatoarea sedinta. Intr-o zi, a uitat sa opreasca inregistrarea si sa ii dea caseta, care a prins si dictarea lui despre cum i s-a parut acea ora si starea pacientei. Ea si-a amintit ca nu luase caseta, s-a intors la cabinet si a luat-o, si avut surpriza sa auda si notitele personale ale lui Yalom - un scenariu care poate duce la dezastru. Desi in realitate dictarea nu continea nimic vatamator, acel ,,Ce ar fi daca?'' a dus la povestirea de fata, in care un psihoterapeut este inregistrat spunand cat il plictiseste si enerveaza o pacienta, si fara sa isi dea seama, ii da ei caseta.</div>
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,,Blestemul pisicii unguresti" este o mare surpriza pentru cine l-a mai citit pe Yalom. Singura lui scriere stiintifico-fantastica, foarte captivanta, si probabil si singura din literatura de gen in care asistam la o sedinta de analiza...a unei pisici. Genial!</div>
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Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-797385002275427722014-06-18T12:25:00.002+03:002014-06-18T12:25:24.190+03:00Book review: Mihaela Radulescu - Cum iubesc barbatiiNoua carte a Mihaelei Radulescu a fost o dezamagire, in mare parte, pentru mine. Sunt exact ideile din cartile trecute, reciclate, cu insistenta mai mare pe partea moralizatoare.<br />
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Practic, desi ea isi promoveaza cartea ca fiind despre sentimentul iubirii, asa cum este trait atat de femei, cat si de barbati, acesta este numai punctul de plecare pentru o carte cu sfaturi...despre ORICE.<br />
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-sfaturi despre cum sa ne mentinem sanatosi: ,,Nu suntem grasi pentru ca suferim de vreo boala, ci pentru ca n-avem ambitia sa ne smulgem dulciurile, grasimile si painea din fata." (exemplele la capitolul asta continua de-a lungul intregii carti)<br />
-despre faptul ca trebuie sa mergi la dentist (Are un text numai despre asta!) : ,,Doar sa nu exagerati cu ingrijitul si sa alegeti prost nuanta ,,alb WC" - adica aia neverosimil de alba (...)"<br />
-...pana la cum sa ne aranjam casa (!?) : ,,Asa cum intr-o mancare reusita nu-si au locul chiar toate ingredientele, tot asa din casa ar trebui sa eliminam obiectele inutile si incomode, elementele care ne irita, tablourile care nu ne transmit nimic, covoarele care ne incurca.''<br />
-despre cum sa ne crestem copii: ,, Cand ramai in pana de povesti, deschide o enciclopedie, vorbeste-i despre inventiile sau istoria lumii, da-i libertatea de a-si exprima talentele(...)"<br />
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...si multe alte sfaturi, date direct sau indirect. Nu neaga nimeni ca este o femeie cu experienta de viata, dar de aici pana la a da sfaturi despre orice e cale lunga.<br />
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Daca mai aveam vreo indoiala despre faptul ca aceasta e cea mai proasta din cele patru carti ale ei, textul de final vine sa imi spulbere indoielile, cu o rabufnire de feminism, inteles, ca in 90% din cazuri, gresit, cu urmatorul indemn adresat barbatilor:<br />
,,Stiti, noi nu suntem masini de gatit, aspiratoare care doar primenesc aerul din jurul vostru sau instalatii de facut copii, ci suntem femei, deci avem visuri, planuri, indoieli, zile proaste, ciclu, angoase, temeri despre cat ne mai iubiti azi, fata de ieri...." Eu, una, fraza asta mi-o inchipui iesind din gura unei casnice cu bigudiurile in cap, cu o mana pe cratita si una in sold, amaratului care s-a intamplat sa ii iasa in cale in zilele alea cand e la ciclu si plina de angoase, ca sa folosesc chiar cuvintele autoarei.<br />
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Primele 3 carti ale ei chiar mi-au placut, mi s-au parut calde, sincere, si mai pline de substanta. Aici sunt aproape numai texte care mascheaza diferitele ei nemultumiri la societatea romaneasca, la tot felul de excese care ne caracterizeaza, lucruri despre care am mai citit in prima ei carte, Despre lucrurile simple. Alt lucru care chiar mi-a placut la fostele carti erau povestirire in care dadea dovada de imaginatie si sensibilitate, acum vad ca nu a mai scris decat non-fictiune, nu inteleg de ce.<br />
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Ce-i drept, da dovada ca e aceeasi persoana preocupata de trairile ei interioare, pe care stie sa le puna pe hartie, lucru care nu-i usor deloc, si, ca si celelalte carti, te indeamna la reflectie...Dar asta dupa ce reusesti sa treci de toate truismele si moralizarile!Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-73180020089816892772013-11-25T10:40:00.000+02:002013-11-25T10:40:14.005+02:00Book review: Sophie Kinsella - Noaptea nuntii<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Cand am aflat ca Sophie Kinsella a mai scos o noua carte am fost atat de incantata! Asta deoarece, alaturi de Eric Emmanuel Schmitt si Amelie Nothomb, nu ma dezamageste la nici o carte. Si ma bucur ca nici de data asta nu a fost altfel, am citit Noaptea nuntii intr-un weekend, pe nerasuflate, desi aveam multe alte lucruri, prioritare, de facut. Dar am luat o pauza de destinere, buna dispozitie, si ras.<br />
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Imi place sa vad ca, desi s-a desprins de seria Shopaholic, pastreaza acelasi umor savuros. Cartea este haioasa in cea mai mare parte, pe alocuri chiar m-am trezit razand cu voce tare, si pastreaza tonul usurel cu care Kinsella si-a obisnuit cititorii. Pentru cine vrea o lectura haioasa si relaxanta, de weekend, este alegerea potrivita. De fapt, ar trebui sa fac mentionarea ca este pentru FETELE care vor o lectura haioasa si relaxanta; totusi, se cheama ca-i chic lit, chiar nu vad un baiat citind o carte de genul.</div>
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Despre ce-i vorba: Imi place ca de data aceasta, romanul are doua protagoniste, ambele naratoare, surorile Lottie si Fliss. Lottie are o relatie frumoasa de 3 ani, si este hotarata sa se aseze la casa ei. Insa, desi spera ca va fi ceruta in casatorie, tocmai faptul ca prietenul ei nu face acest pas duce la despartirea lor (pana si scena respectiva reuseste sa fie amuzanta). </div>
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Cand Lottie o anunta pe Fliss, sora ei mai mare, ca s-a despartit de prietenul ei, Fliss anticipeaza deja cum va reactiona sora ei: ca de fiecare data cand trece printr-o despartire, face o ,,Alegere Nefericita'', negand ce s-a intamplat, si luand hotarari cat se poate de proaste: sa intre intr-o secta, sa isi faca un piercing in zona inghinala, si tot asa. Insa ceea ce face Lottie de aceasta data ii depaseste asteptarile: la foarte scurt timp dupa despartire, revine in scena prima ei iubire, Ben, care ii reaminteste de pactul pe care il facusera ca, daca nici unul din cei doi nu este casatorit pana la 30 de ani, sa se casatoreasca, cu atat mai mult cu cat sentimentele dintre ei par sa nu fi disparut. Asa ca, in ciuda eforturilor lui Fliss si ale lui Lorcan, prietenul lui Ben, de a ii convinge sa nu se grabeasca cu nunta, cei doi iubiti regasiti se casatoresc si pleaca in luna de miere pe o insula din Grecia. Aici este momentul cand incepe cu adevarat comicul de situatie, dat de incercarile lui Fliss de a-i strica luna de miere surorii ei mai mici, desi intentiile sale erau cele mai bune. </div>
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Pe parcursul actiunii aflam mai multe si despre Fliss, care trece printr-un divort, si trebuie sa faca fata si imaginatiei hiper-active ale baiatului ei de 7 ani, si despre Lorcan, cavalerul de onoare si colegul lui Ben.</div>
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Ce nu mi-a placut a fost ca finalul devine destul de previzibil cam cu 100 de pagini inainte...Dar oricum, trebuie sa accepti conventia pana la urma, de la o carte chic nu ai asteptari sa iti zguduie sistemul de valori, sau ceva asemanator...Undeva in sinea mea mi-a placut totusi deznodamantul respectiv. Asa ca o recomand cu draga inima oricarei fete care vrea ceva ,,light'' si amuzant de citit!</div>
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Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-87260079598693338072013-08-02T13:21:00.000+03:002013-08-02T13:21:37.384+03:00Polonia - Varsovia & AuschwitzOriunde ai citi, si orice ghid ti-ar spune acelasi lucru: nu se compara Varsovia cu Cracovia, in defavoarea primei. Asa ca dupa ce vazusem Cracovia, de care ramasesem intr-adevar foarte impresionata, aveam asteptari foarte scazute pentru Varsovia. Si chiar nu a fost cazul! Ce-i drept, orasul a fost distrus in proportie de 90 % in al Doilea Razboi Mondial, dar asta nu inseamna ca partea moderna a orasului nu ofera privelisti frumoase (foto 1), si oricum partea veche a fost reconstruita partial (foto 2 - 6). In Orasul vechi vei gasi si o statuie a sirenei care este considerata simbolul orasului, si parte a legendei de intemeiere (foto 3).<br />
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Varsovia este un important centru cultural si educational, cu 20 de teatre, 27 de muzee, si alte 13 institutii de invatamant superior. Indiferent ca pornesti inspre cartierul vechi, sau in directia opusa, sa vezi Universitatea din Varsovia si Biserica Sfanta Cruce - unde se afla inima lui Chopin, punctul de pornire este piata principala (foto 7) unde se afla Palatul Regal si coloana lui Sigismund.<br />
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Insa, desi Varsovia este un oras foarte frumos, locul care m-a impresionat cel mai mult din toata Polonia a fost Auschwitz. (foto 7 bis)<br />
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Fostul lagar de concentrare nazist este impartit de fapt in doua: Auschwitz I (foto 8) si Auschwitz II, sau Birkenau (foto 9).<br />
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Este incredibil sentimentul care te incearca atunci cand treci chiar tu prin portile cu ironicul ,,Arbeit mach frei'' (foto 10), insa asta este nimic comparativ cu ce urmeaza. Pe nicaieri nu am mai vazut atata liniste, si tristete efectiv, printre turisti. Atunci cand vezi 3 tone de par luate de la femei inainte de gazare, tone de incaltaminte (foto 11), hainutele copiilor omoriti, cand vezi camera de gazare (foto 12, 13) sau spanzuratoarea (foto 14), nu poti ramane indiferent.</div>
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Pe mine m-a impresionat poza facuta de un ofiter nazist, care surprinde ura cu care se poate uita la el un copil care nu are mai mult de 11 ani, privire din care a disparut orice urma de inocenta (Foto 15), precum si pozele cu femeile si copii care se duceau linistiti si zambitori spre camera de gazare, crezand ca se duc sa faca un dus.</div>
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Pana sa vizitez Auschwitz, am sa fiu sincera si sa spun ca nu ma gandisem niciodata cu adevarat la tragedia traita de poporul evreu in timpul celui de-al Doilea Razboi Mondial. Insa vizita aici mi-a schimbat cu totul perspectiva! Este o lectie de istorie pe viu, si cel mai impresionant loc in care am fost din tot ce am vizitat pana acum, nu numai din Polonia. De vazut !</div>
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<br />Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-3984762770832374502013-07-29T12:48:00.000+03:002013-07-29T12:49:26.140+03:00Lacul Como, Italia - locul de vazut, revazut, re-revazut...Sunt destui oameni care gasesc un loc care sa le placa atat de mult, incat il aleg ca destinatie ani la randul, pe principiul ca astfel merg la sigur. Eu fac parte din cealalta categorie: cred ca sunt prea multe locuri frumoase de vazut pe lumea asta, incat sa te cantonezi intr-un singur loc. Din cele peste 20 tari vizitate pana acum insa, locurile la care nu as spune ,,Nu'' niciodata, chiar in defavoarea unei excursii undeva necunoscut, le pot numara pe degetele de la o mana: Thailanda, in totalitate, Singapore, Peniscola (Spania), Karlovy Vary (Cehia), si mai nou, zona lacului Como, din Italia. (foto 1 & 2)<br />
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Nu degeaba se spune ca este cel mai frumos dintre toate lacurile italiene: ofera niste privelisti fantastice, asupra satelor colorate (foto 3), a vilelor luxoase (foto 4, 5, 6, 7, 8), si a muntilor!</div>
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Punctul de pornire pentru a explora lacul Como este chiar orasul Como: poti porni de aici cu masina de-a lungul satelor care inconjoara lacul, sau poti lua unul din numeroasele feriboturi, care au oprire in toate satele. Eu am ales varianta cu feribotul, care oricum mi se pare mai buna decat cea cu masina, care te priveaza de privelistile superbe.</div>
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Te sfatuiesc sa iti rezervi 2 zile pentru a vizita asezarile din jurul lacului. Eu am stat o zi intreaga, si am vizitat numai doua dintre sate: Tremezzo (foto 9), si Bellagio, despre care toata lumea spune ca este cel mai frumos dintre sate (foto 10). </div>
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Opreste-te in Tremezzo pentru a vizita minunata Villa Carlota, o vila din secolul al XVIII-lea, cu o imensa gradina botanica, o mica galerie de sculptura, si fa o plimbare prin curte, printre portocali, lamai, si lavanda. (foto 11-18).</div>
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De la Tremezzo ajungi repede si la Bellagio, unde te poti plimba pe stradutele pietruite si aglomerate, prin parc sau pe ponton. (Foto 19, 20, 21)</div>
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Desi nu am vizitat decat 2 sate, a fost suficient sa ma indragostesc de loc, si sa vreau sa revin. Am petrecut o zi superba, motiv pentru care te indemn si pe tine, daca ajungi in nordul Italiei, sa nu il ratezi!</div>
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Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-57310379986282066042013-07-10T17:11:00.000+03:002013-07-10T17:11:38.377+03:00Rusia (Siberia) - tara mea de sufletIn viata mea nu mi-a fost asa teama ca inainte sa plec in Rusia. Aveam o groaza de frici, toate cumulate. In primul rand, mi-era teama de cum o sa ma descurc pentru prima data, timp de o perioada de 2 luni, departe (atat de departe!) de casa, de familie, de cei dragi... Mai ales fiindca sunt genul de persoana mult mai atasata de cei apropiati decat, sa zicem, media. De fapt, asta a si fost ideea, cand m-am decis sa aplic pentru internshipuri in strainatate, prin intermediul platformei puse la dispozitie de cei din AIESEC: am vrut sa ma provoc singura, sa imi depasesc muuuult de tot zona de confort. Parca am inceput sa am si mai multe indoieli cand o prietena buna mi-a schimbat perspectiva: ,,Mai Ama, trei sferturi din cei care pleaca in strainatate in internshipuri ca al tau pleaca fiindca n-au nimic de pierdut in tara. Tu ai totul in tara, asa ca de ce pleci?'' Si asa e, nu imi lipsea nimic in tara!<br />
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Insa gasirea internshipului potrivit, si apoi toate formalitatile pentru plecare (mai ales adevarata epopee de a obtine visa pentru Rusia), deja ma facusera sa am indoieli daca fac ceea ce trebuie sau nu. Alesesem internshipul din Rusia, deoarece era unul relativ scurt (majoritatea erau de 5 luni cel putin), si pentru ca era vorba de Siberia. Eu oricum vroiam sa vizitez mult Rusia, dar mai ales in Siberia erau si mai slabe sanse sa ajung altfel. Asa ca mi-am luat inima in dinti si iata-ma la aeroport, efectiv INGROZITA.<br />
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De ce? Pe langa teama ca nu stiam cum o sa ma descurc singura, tocmai fusese si cazul cu tanara japoneza ucisa imediat dupa ce ajunsese in Romania tot cu un internship prin AIESEC, si cei de la AIESEC nu o asteptasera la aeroport, asa cum ar fi trebuit sa se intample. Ori cei din AIESEC Romania sunt oricum muuuult mai seriosi decat AIESEC Novosibirsk (Rusia), care deja imi facusera o groaza de probleme, si nu isi dadusera absolut deloc interesul. Asa ca deja ma vedeam si eu singura in aeroport in Siberia, la 5 dimineata, cand imi ajungea avionul, intr-o tara in care aproape nimeni nu vorbeste engleza. La asta se mai adauga si senzatia de disconfort pe care o am cand trebuie sa zbor singura, plus un pic de teama ca ma duc la capatul civilizatiei.<br />
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Prima impresie despre Siberia a fost mai mult decat dezolanta: un aeroport comunist, cu un mobilier vechi de cel putin 20 de ani, cu un personal care nu vorbea engleza. Ori sa nu vorbeasca engleza nici macar personalul de la aeroport deja mi s-a parut mai mult decat exagerat. Plus ca sunt foarte inceti, si ne verificau pe toti la sange la acte, de parca eram niste infractori care venisera sa le invadeze minunata tara. Asa ca stai Amalia la 5 dimineata, dupa aproape 24 de ore pe drum, intr-un frig groaznic, pana isi termina ei formalitatile! Si cu marea teama daca ma asteapta cineva sau nu. Spre marea mea usurare, ma asteptau. Insa cand am iesit din aeroport, al doilea soc, pe care nu cred ca o sa il uit prea curand: m-a izbit un frig, un vant, si o ceață, de nu se vedea mai mult de 5 metri in fata. Si era jumatatea lui septembrie, in conditiile in care eu, banuind ce ma asteapta in Siberia, deja ma imbracasem foarte gros!<br />
Am ajuns, mai mult pe orbeste din cauza ceței, la autobuzul care ma ducea in Berdsk, orasul unde aveam sa locuiesc, la o ora de Novosibirsk (capitala Siberiei): era exact ca Zeniturile noastre, eu nici nu cred ca mai avem asa ceva in Romania. Si dupa ce ca era asa frig, n-a bagat deloc caldura. Pana am ajuns in Berdsk, simteam deja ca facusem țurțuri! Plus ca in drum spre Berdsk, vazand acelasi peisaj dezolant,aceleasi cocioabe de case (foto 1), si pe alocuri blocuri comuniste(foto 2), mi-am facut prima impresie despre Siberia, gandindu-ma incontinuu : ,,IN CE TE-AI BAGAT???''<br />
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Insa de abia dupa ce am ajuns unde urma sa stau, m-am vazut instalata, si am dormit toata ziua, mi-am revenit si am inceput sa vad ca ma inselasem cu prima impresie: nu era atat de rau: :)) .</div>
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Rita, fata la care am stat, mi-a aratat orasul in prima seara, si am stat de vorba mult (nu imi venea sa cred ca avea o engleza perfecta!); pana la urma, am ajuns sa imi petrec aproape tot timpul liber cu ea si cu prietenii ei, asta cand nu ma intalneam cu elevii mei.</div>
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In prima zi de lucru, imi spune Olga, directoarea centrului privat de limba engleza, unde am predat, ca centrul se afla intr-o ,,business buiding''. Deja imi inchipuiam eu ceva ultra-modern, numai din sticla, foarte bine pus la punct. M-a convins numai drumul din fata cladirii cum va fi si cladirea (foto 3).</div>
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Cladirea era de fapt asa cum vazusem eu numai in filme cladirile comuniste: era foarte veche, era clar ca din nou, nu se mai investise nimic in ea de mai mult de 20 de ani, noroc ca isi modernizase Olga partea pe care o avea, cu centrul privat. Insa am inceput lectiile, si de atunci a inceput partea cu adevarat frumoasa a experientei mele in Rusia: oamenii de acolo.<br />
Aveam studenti de la cei mici, de 6-7 ani, pana la cei de-o varsta cu mine si chiar un pic mai mari decat mine. Desi la inceput erau destul de timizi, cu timpul am reusit sa ma apropii chiar de toti, si asteptam fiecare lectie cu ei. Vorbeam mult despre filme, muzica, despre diferentele culturale dintre Romania si Rusia, si la aproape fiecare ora organizam un fel de prezentari in oglinda: eu le aratam cum sunt in Romania reality show-uri, sa spunem, si ei mi le aratau pe cele de la ei.<br />
I-am invatat sa danseze Brasoveanca, ei m-au invatat sa dansez pe ,,Kalinka''...mi-au organizat ore special de degustari, unde veneau cu mancare traditional ruseasca..am ras mult, am povestit si mai mult, si pana la urma, am inceput sa ne vedem si in afara centrului, de cele mai multe ori la...sushi:)) Pentru ca soc!, cel putin cei din Siberia, mananca foarte mult...sushi! (foto 3) Si beau foarte mult ceai, nu vodca, cel putin cei pe care i-am cunoscut (si am iesit destul si cu adulti). Ah, si inca ceva: nu am baut vodca deloc in Rusia. Si nici nu imi pare rau. Eu nu beau alcool de fel pentru simpul fapt ca nu imi place deloc. Le-am incercat destul borsurile, clatitele, si restul mancarurilor. Oricum, nu m-a convins bucataria ruseasca. M-au convins in schimb dulciurile lor! Atat cele gatite, cat si cele din comert: intram in orce supermarket si vedeam rafturi peste rafturi numai de bomboane! (foto 4)<br />
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In timpul saptamanii predam, si seara ma vedeam cu Rita, eventual si cu prietenii ei, iar in weekend vizitam. Ce-i drept, chiar nu e mare lucru de vazut in zona, Novosibirskul este un oras gen Bucuresti, foarte industralizat si gri, dar Bucurestiul tot mai are cate o atractie totusi. Novosibirskul se mandreste cu celebra sa Opera (foto 5) si cu piata din fata Operei (foto 6, 7), cu imensele statui, una dedicata lui Lenin, alta reprezentand muncitori comunisti.</div>
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Apropo de opera (foto 8), am fost la doua spectacole de balet, Bayaderka si Nutcracker, si am ramas profund impresionata: desi ambele au durat in jur de 3 ore, habar nu am cand a trecut timpul, datorita profesionalismului si daruirii tuturor de pe scena. Mai ales cand am fost apoi la un spectacol in Romania, prin comparatie, am inteles si mai mult de ce toata lumea vorbeste despre baletul rusesc.</div>
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In Bersk, singurele lucruri de vizitat efectiv erau Biserica (foto 9, 10) si imprejurimile lacului - Chaika (foto 11, 12) .</div>
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Un loc absolut superb de vizitat, la 6-7 ore de mers cu masina din Novosibirsk, sunt muntii Altai (foto 13-18 ), si am avut noroc sa prind si un weekend in care nu a fost asa frig.</div>
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Apropo de Siberia si frigul! Se pare ca atunci, la venire, chiar am fost ghinionista, deoarece frig ca atunci n-am mai intalnit cat am stat aici. Oricum ma pregatisem cu haine foarte groase, dar din doua luni, aproape o luna am avut norocul sa prind o vreme ca de toamna tarzie la noi. Apoi, temperaturile au scazut usor, dar constant, pana chiar la -8 grade, la finalul lui octombrie. Am ramas socata, oricum, sa vad prima ninsoare din an la inceputul lui octombrie, si am mai prins vreo doua ninsori usoare pana la sfarsitul lunii, cand am plecat. (foto 19)</div>
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N-as fi crezut sa imi para atat de rau, cand am plecat din Rusia. Mi-a fost foarte greu sa ma despart de atata lume pe care o indragisem, dar inca vorbesc constant cu ei. Ma tot intreaba cand mai vin pe la ei, si sunt aproape convinsa ca, daca nu m-as fi angajat in Bucuresti, vara asta mai plecam o data in locul care la prima vedere nu mi-a placut deloc. Dar oricum intentionez sa revin cat de curand pot!</div>
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Ieri am plecat la Bangkok. Pe drum, am vizitat <b>cea mai mare ferma de crocodili din lume (foto 1&2)</b> si <b>Mini Siamul </b>(care cuprindea machete ale monumentelor importante din Thailanda si din lumea intreaga, in miniatura.)( foto 3-8) . Seara, am plecat prin Bangkok, am fost la un <b>Erotic Show</b> (de retinut: bilute, fluier, tigari, tort, cola, lant, lame, flori fluorescente. Si chiar nu intru in detalii.) Apoi am fost intr-un cartier central, <b>Pat Pong</b> parca, si dupa seara respectiva eram chiar scarbiti: CATA decadenta, cat kitsch, cata depravare, cata saracie e in Thailanda!<br />
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De fapt, Thailanda e clar tara contrastelor, deoarece azi, in schimb, am revenit la paradisul thailandez: am avut niste experiente unice:<br />
-am atins o cobra - un mare pas in invingerea fobiei mele de serpi (foto 9)<br />
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-mi-am pus un piton in jurul gatului - un si mare pas in invingerea aceleiasi fobii (foto 10)<br />
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-m-am plimbat pe un elefant (foto 11)<br />
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-am mancat sushi pentru prima data in viata mea<br />
-am mancat fructul pasiunii/dragonului, pomelo, papaya, mango, jujuba, si celebrul lor durian.<br />
Bine, si zilele trecute m-am dat cu parapanta, si m-a luat in trompa un elefant, deci...numai experiente.<br />
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<b>Urmatoarea zi:</b><br />
Azi am fost la o plimbare cu barcile prin jungla, printre locuintele lacustre si apa plina de serpi (imi venea sa lesin de frica, avand in vedere fobia mea cu serpii, mai ales ca barca nu era inalta) (foto 12), dupa care am ajuns la una din celebrele <b>piete plutitoare</b> ale Thailandei, un loc superb (foto 13). Am fost sa vedem muncile lor traditionale, gen cum/ce se face din nucile de cocos.<br />
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Apoi am fost la <b>Rose Garden</b>, unde am asistat la o <b>nunta traditionala</b>,cu ritualuri specifice din care n-am inteles mare lucru dar care m-au fascinat (foto 14), si am asistat la un alt spectacol cu elefanti.<br />
Am fost si la<b> Phra Pathom Chedi</b>, cel mai mare templu budist din lume.<br />
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<b>In autocar, la granita dintre Thailanda si Malaysia; 13.27</b><br />
Ma plictisesc. Rau. Asta e a doua zi cand mergem cu autocarul, si mi s-a luat! Am terminat si de citit cartea lui Carlos Fuentes - O companie nelinistitoare (o carte superba; ca de obicei, autorii hispanici nu ma dezamagesc), daca stiam, imi mai luam o carte!<br />
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Dar sa o iau de la capat.<br />
Acum trei zile, a fost <b>,,Buddha Day'</b>' : am vizitat, in Bangkok, <b>Marele Palat (foto 15-17)</b>, <b>Templele lui Buddha lungit (foto 18-19)</b>, <b>Buddha de smarald</b>, <b>Buddha de Aur (foto 20)</b>, precum si <b>China Town</b>. A fost foarte fain per total, desi tot timpul, atat eu, cat si ai mei, aveam tendinta sa privin ornamentatiile excesive si multiplele acoperisuri aurite ca fiind putin kitschoase, dar inteles ca asta e cultura lor.<br />
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Dupa amiaza, am dormit in camera aproape 3 ore, dupa care am plecat la mall Siam Paragon, unde mi-am gasit o groaza de conversi! (sunt facuti in Thailanda, respectiv Vietnam, mi-am luat trei sau patru perechi, fiind undeva intre 50 si 100 RON, in banii nostri, perechea).<br />
Urmatoarea zi am mai parcurs 300 km, pana la <b>Phuket</b>. Da-o dracu' de treaba!<br />
Dar ieri, odata ajunsi in Phuket, n-am mai zis nimic. Eu una l-am decretat a fi cel mai frumos loc de pe Pamant!:)) Jumatate de zi, am stat la mare, cu niste valuri imense, si un nisip fin si alb...Apoi am fost la o ferma de perle, dupa care, seara, am avut parte de momentul meu preferat din toata Thailanda, un apus de soare cum n-am mai vazut in viata mea, si degeaba incerc sa descriu in cuvinte. Se pare ca sunt celebre apusurile de soare in Phuket, ghidul ne-a dus special sa il vedem, pe o colina cu vedere la mare, plaja si la insula, alaturi de alte cateva sute de oameni... (foto 21-24)<br />
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Iar azi, din nou pe drum, toata ziua.Sper sa compenseze timpul asta mort Malaysia si Singapore!''<br />
PS. A compensat. Din plin!Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-28632256051892357442013-06-28T11:03:00.000+03:002013-06-28T11:03:26.394+03:00Thailanda - Jurnal de calatorie - partea 1Nu credeam ca o sa mai scriu despre Thailanda, deoarece excursia a fost in anul 2010 (cu agentia de turism Omnia), si detaliile devenisera putin vagi, despre monumentele vizitate, despre chiar toate orasele vazute si alte lucruri de genul. Am constatat ca nici nu aveam prea multe poze in care sa nu apar si eu, sau familia mea, pe care incerc sa le tin departe de blog. Doar ca de curand am dat peste carnetelul meu pe care l-am tinut ca jurnal de calatorie, de care uitasem. Recitindu-l, mi-am propus sa il redau aici, cu tot cu ceea ce acum percep ca niste naivitati de exprimare de acum 3 ani; dar am sa-l las exact asa. Doar am inserat pozele, de data asta si personale. Asadar:<br />
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,,<b>In avion (ora 16.00 - Romania...21.00 - Thailanda - Am pus-o cu diferenta de fus orar.)</b></div>
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Eei bine, daca as fi crezut eu ca ajung sa scriu despre o excursie ca asta, adica sa ajung in S-E Asiei,si sa fiu de doua zile..in avion! Am avut aseara o cursa pana la Istanbul (nu ma asteptam sa revin asa repede pe Ataturk, eram foarte nostalgica la Starbucksul din el aseara:) ), iar azi dimineata la 7 am plecat cu asta. Deci 9 ore de zbor. Nu mai vorbesc ca ora locala e 21 de fapt, deci sa vezi ras cu diferenta de fus, si de grade, evident: tu te imbraci in palton si pulover si impachetezi maiouri si rochite. N-am simtit deloc astea 9 ore, oricum. Ca de obicei, Turkish Airlines ruuules! \m/ M-am uitat la filme, si am fost foarte incantata de diversitatea si selectia de muzica. Am ascultat numai Jason Mraz, Frank Sinatra, Nat King Cole & Co, nici prin vise n-as fi sperat! Bine, acum, la final de tot, m-am dat pe Lady Gaga, sa ma dezmortesc. Ca, bine, am si dormit, si m-am uitat dupa stewardeze, ca de obicei (old habits die hard). De retinut parfumul uneia: Cerruti 1881(da,da, am intrebat-o :D)</div>
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Frate, de abia astept sa ajungem in<b> Bangkok</b>. Maine, daca reusesc sa ii conving pe ai mei...o sa sar cu parasuta!! (da, chiar e nevoie de acord parental la 20 de ani pentru asa ceva.) Mergem la o insula de corali, vreau sa fac si scufundari (doar acum 2 saptamani am facut rafting, canoe, si am sarit pe spate de pe o stanca in apa de 5 grade, in Austria, nu vreau sa ma dezmint.) Hai, gata, ajunge.</div>
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<b>Pattaya (Potaia, pe romaneste, sa fie mai usor.); 18 octombrie 2010, 21.45</b></div>
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Am ajuns. Suntem incantati pana la Dumnezeu! Am fost azi la un complex imens numit ,,Paradise on Earth''(foto 4, 5) , cu gradini de orhidee, jungla tropicala, gradini gen Versailles, spectacole si dansuri traditionale Thailandeze (foto 1), spectacole cu elefanti (m-a luat elefantul in trompa, apoi s-a facut ca ma calca!-foto 2, 3 ). Apoi am fost la o fabrica si muzeu de pietre pretioase,si..le-am dat la temelie:)) Au niste preturi miiiici...Asa ca mi-am luat, si eu si mama, muuulte perle. Dupa, la hotel, am zis sa dormim o ora...dar am dormitde fapt 3, ca lemnele. Salut super-piscina de aici! (foto 6)</div>
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Apoi am fost si ne-am plimbat mult prin statiune, nu e asa diferita de cele din Europa (gen Peniscola, din Spania), dar e muuult mai periculoasa. Parca pana si tata era un pic temator.</div>
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<b>Pattaya, Green Park Resort; 19 octombrie, 23:45</b></div>
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Asta e excursia perfecta. Si azi am avut o zi superba: am fost la insula de corali, am facut plaja, am inotat si m-am balacit cu tata o groaza in apa de 30 de grade, si de retinut strategiile noastre de a ne urca pe banana gonflabila:)) Am mancat pe insula o masa traditionala thailandeza, siiiii....ne-am dat cu parapantaaa!\m/ (foto 7) Dupa, am stat la piscina hotelului. Seara, am fost pe ,,Drumul pierzaniei''...Doamne, cata decadenta! Thailandezele astea sunt usuratice raaaau! Sau thailandezii cu operatie de schimbare de sex, ai putea sa juri ca sunt fete, pana te abordeaza pe strada cu o voce de barbat, prima data cred ca am si tresarit de uimire!''</div>
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Dupa ce vizitasem <b>Cambridge</b>, care imi placuse la nebunie, aveam asteptari foarte mari si de la Oxford, si mi-era teama in sinea mea, cum se intampla de cele mai multe ori, ca voi fi dezamagita. De unde?! Am petrecut o zi superba in Oxford, este un oras foarte relaxant, iti poti da seama numai in calitate de turist ca aici, calitatea vietii este una foarte ridicata! Oxfordul este plin de gradini, parcuri, si este strabatut in mare parte de raul Cherwell, pe care lumea se plimba alene cu barcile, asta cand nu stau la picnic. Un dolce far niente continuu!</div>
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Ca oras turistic, Oxfordul atrage prin bogatia concentrata de arhitectura religioasa si academica, si te incurajez sa vizitezi macar un colegiu (foto 1). Nu rata nici <b>Gradina Botanica </b>(foto 2), cea mai veche gradina din Marea britanie dedicata studiului stiintific al plantelor, si <b>Sheldonian Theatre</b> (foto 3), care este folosit in prezent pentru ceremonii de absolvire si concerte. Langa Sheldonian theatre se afla <b>Puntea Suspinelor</b>( foto 4), o copie dupa cea de la Venetia.</div>
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Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-14977309519153078882013-06-09T14:58:00.000+03:002013-06-09T14:58:07.441+03:00O altfel de LondraIn Londra mai fusesem de doua ori, ultima data petrecand chiar 10 zile acolo, asa ca in weekendul petrecut cel mai recent acolo am decis sa fac un traseu mai putin cunoscut, cu ajutorul ghidului meu de incredere, National Geographic traveler - Marea Britanie (Adevarul Holding).<br />
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Sunt foarte prietena cu ghidurile <b>National Geographic traveler</b> si cred ca sunt ideale pentru turismul individual, deoarece propun trasee foarte explicite, astfel incat si un incepator intr-ale orientarii se poate descurca sa viziteze de unul singur, fara sa se rataceasca si fara sa rateze atractiile turistice. </div>
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Asadar, am ales ca plimbare de o zi<b> zonele Knightsbridge si Kensington</b>, prezentate in ghid la paginile 80-81.</div>
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Plimbarea a inceput cu magazinul<b> Harrod's</b>, care era redecorat in totalitate in tema ,<b>,Marele Gatsby</b>'', vitrinele afisand numai modele cu tinute glam din perioada anilor '20 (care se si intampla sa fie perioada mea preferata in materie de moda, dar si lifestyle). Zone in sine este superba, de aici si pana la <b>Victoria & Albert Museum</b>. (foto 1, 2 si 3 ).</div>
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Imediat langa Victoria & Albert se afla <b>Natural History Museum</b>, cu un aspect mai degraba de catedrala (foto 4), si apoi <b>Science Museum</b>, cu un aspect mult mai putin spectaculos ( si nici nu am intrat).<br />
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De la Royal Albert Hall m-am plimbat atat prin <b>Hyde park</b>, cat si prin <b>Kensington Gardens</b> (parcurile sunt unite chiar in fata acestei cladiri). </div>
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Asta nu inseamna ca nu am dat o fuga si prin centru, sa mai vad o data <b>London Eye</b> ( foto 9 ), <b>Big Ben</b> (foto 10 & 11), si <b>catedrala Westminster</b>, si sa ma plimb prin <b>Saint James' park</b> (foto 12), pana la <b>palatul Buckingham</b>!</div>
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<b>Ce sa nu mai ratezi in Londra</b>:</div>
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- <b>Regent's park</b></div>
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- zonele <b>Soho</b> si <b>Covent Garden</b></div>
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- zona <b>City </b>(centrul financiar al orasului)</div>
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- <b>Trafalgar Square</b> (unde este si <b>National Gallery</b>, principala galerie de arta din Londra).</div>
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<b>Sfat:</b> ia-ti umbrela, macar o ploaie tot o sa prinzi, si nu vizita Londra decat in intervalul mai-septembrie, in rest vremea e mult prea friguroasa incat sa te poti bucura cu adevarat de vizitat...</div>
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<br />Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-54106770382642223232013-05-07T17:46:00.000+03:002013-05-07T17:46:25.035+03:00E.L. James - Fifty shades of grey<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjngRoFMnLnpkqXojbhUmBY80hD3sGS9T9b5sw7S7vCarhdm7beUKXO0Huzj5c_szdBatqYmoKyWSfZ9YUWrbTG9YoNK2YXjfWM1yox3eZYjroT-Dcpk6hWMP_Fg8vR0oxwkKZ9WwleQ9U/s1600/fifty+shades.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjngRoFMnLnpkqXojbhUmBY80hD3sGS9T9b5sw7S7vCarhdm7beUKXO0Huzj5c_szdBatqYmoKyWSfZ9YUWrbTG9YoNK2YXjfWM1yox3eZYjroT-Dcpk6hWMP_Fg8vR0oxwkKZ9WwleQ9U/s320/fifty+shades.jpg" width="207" /></a>Recunosc ca m-am apucat sa citesc romanul cu o idee preconceputa- ca e un fel de nou Twilight, la ce nebunie s-a iscat in jurul lui; si, ca majoritatea bestseller-urilor, nu poate insemna decat ca e plin de clisee pentru care lumea inca mai are o sensibilitate, se pare.<br />
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In principiu, nu m-am inselat. E o carte plina de clisee, si inteleg de ce a avut succes:<br />
1. Face apel la romantismul ala, dus la extrem, grețos deja, care, vrem, nu vrem, o data tot s-a aflat in orice fată, si care zace inca in noi. Pe scurt, este o poveste de dragoste intre o studenta aflata aproape de absolvire - Anastasia Steele- si un tanar, dar important om de afaceri - Christian Grey. Cei doi se cunosc atunci cand Ana ii ia un interviu, desi cea care trebuia sa il intervieveze era prietena ei cea mai buna, care se imbolanveste subit (incep cliseele de la pagina 1, cu alte cuvinte.) Atractia dintre cei doi este instantanee, si desi el face ceva aluzii ca i-ar placea sa o revada, ea il refuza, fiind genul ala de persoana care nu are incredere in ea, desi toata lumea ii spune ce bomba sexy e ( Can I do the ,,rolling eyes'' thing?); providența face insa ca cei doi sa se vada din nou, timp in care aflam mai multe despre Grey - repetari obsesive ale marturisirilor Anastasiei despre cat de sexy, respectiv bogat e (foarte profund, stiu.) Imaginatia autoarei nu pare sa o depaseasca pe cea a unei adolescente de 15 ani, din moment ce povesteste despre vila impresionanta a lui Grey, sau despre cum, la prima intalnire, o plimba pe Ana cu elicopterul sau personal..Si exemplele continua de-a lungul intregii carti, lucru care m-a si deranjat cel mai tare: atitudinea pe de o parte ofensata a Anastasiei cand Grey ii face cadouri scumpe ( ii ia o masina, un laptop, etc), dar pe de alta parte extrem de incantata - materialism cat cuprinde, super romance!<br />
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2. Sexul: sex sells, iar Fifty shades este un roman erotic. Spre deosebire de alte romane erotice totusi, in care gaseai (aproape) numai sex, mi-a placut ca aici scenele erotice nu ocupau un loc extensiv. Mi-a placut imaginatia autoarei strict privind partea erotica a relatiei dintre cei doi, dar ce te faci cu restul povestii? Fiindca in cele 500 pagini, nu aflam decat ca Grey are un trecut obscur care il face sa aiba porniri sadice si dominatoare, ca ii propune Anei sa semneze un contract in care accepta sa i se supuna total, din punct de vedere sexual, si ca se straduieste sa o faca sa accepte sa semneze, insa ea are indoieli. Condensat la jumatate, ar fi fost mult mai interesant.<br />
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Ce mi-a mai displacut a fost stilul de povestire, cu un vocabular foarte limitat si simplu, si foarte multe repetitii (afli de la un simplu word count ca Ana foloseste fiecare din expresiile ,,Holy shit/ Holy fuck/Holy crap" de peste 45 de dati de-a lungul celor 500 de pagini).Pe de alta parte, probabil stilul asta simplut face sa se si citeasca foarte usor, fiind, pe alocuri, o carte captivanta, altfel as fi abandonat-o. Si sa nu fim nici snobi, ca nu poti citi Sartre tot timpul. Plus ca finalul e cam brusc si te lasa sa te intrebi ce se va intampla mai departe... Desi in parte a fost enervanta, romantica din mine ar vrea sa vada totusi ce va fi continuare cu cei doi!Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-21404344458658184442013-05-02T15:04:00.002+03:002013-05-02T15:04:59.542+03:00Polonia - Cracovia & Czestochowa Auzisem despre Polonia, de la cei care o vizitasera, ca se aseamana cu Romania...asa ca nu am plecat cu prea mari sperante la drum. Acum insa, dupa 6 zile acolo, nu pot sa nu ii apostrofez pe cei care au facut comparatia: Ce a fost in capul vostru?! Singurele asemanari se pot face pe alocuri intre Varsovia si Bucuresti, in ceea ce priveste nenumaratele blocuri comuniste ,insa aici se opreste tot, si imi pare rau sa o spun, dar sunt peste noi la aproape orice nivel, nicidecum ca noi. Numai daca pui la socoteala ca preturile erau la fel sau un pic mai ieftine ca in Romania, iar ei castiga de 2-3 ori mai mult decat noi (verificat!).<br />
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Polonia m-a impresionat foarte placut.. Am vizitat Cracovia, Varsovia si Auschwitz, precum si alte cateva opriri in drum, cu compania <a href="https://www.facebook.com/duxtravel?fref=ts" target="_blank">Dux travel</a> , pe care o recomand cu draga inima. Cazarile au fost OK, si mi-a placut ca, spre deosebire de majoritatea excursiilor de grup, cum sunt cele cu <a href="http://www.omnia-turism.ro/" target="_blank">Omnia</a> de exemplu, jumatate din timp vizitam, dar jumatate aveam si timp liber, nu a fost o excursie ,,alergata''.<br />
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Chiar daca postarea este despre Polonia, crede-ma pe cuvant cu sfatul asta: daca decizi sa te duci in Polonia cu masina, opreste-te prima noapte din drum, cum am facut noi, in orasul <a href="http://www.kosice.info/" target="_blank">Kosice</a>, din Slovacia (care, apropo, este Capitala Culturala Europeana pe 2013, si chiar se aseamana in piata centrala cu Sibiu). Vei admira numeroase case si palate aristocratice cu arhitectura gotica, baroca sau art nouveau, precum si cea mai mare biserica din Slovacia, catedrala Sf. Elisabeta (foto1).<br />
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Cracovia este considerata, si pe buna dreptate, capitala turistica a Poloniei, in detrimentul Varsoviei. Intr-adevar, iti trebuie 3 zile sa vizitezi Cracovia, in vreme ce cu Varsovia ai terminat in 2 zile, peste 80 % din capitala fiind distrusa in timpul celui de-al Doilea Razboi Mondial.</div>
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<b>Ce sa nu ratezi in Cracovia:</b> pe colina Wavel, deasupra Vistulei, se inalta cel mai frumos si cel mai vizitat complex arhitectonic apartinand fostei resedinte regale: <b>Castelul Wawel </b>si <b>catedrala fortificata Wawelska(foto 2). </b>Catedrala Wawelska, sanctuarul national al Poloniei, a fost locul de incoronare a monarhilor Poloniei.</div>
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Simbolul orasului, <b>Rynek Glowny, </b>piata centrala din Cracovia, este considerata cea mai mare piață medievală din Europa. Sa nu ratezi biserica cea mare din piață, <b>Biserica Sfanta Maria (foto 3) , </b>care este cea mai importanta din oras, si are o particularitate care mi-a placut foarte mult, ceva ce nu mai vazusem pana atunci: un altar imens, cu scene biblice, care se deschide(foto 4&5).</div>
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Ar fi pacat sa ratezi <b>Mânăstirea Jasna Gora</b>, din localitatea <b>Czestochowa, </b>loc de pelerinaj recunoscut in lume datorita icoanei facatoare de minuni a Madonei Negre (foto 6), dar si o capodopera in sine din punct de vedere arhitectonic (foto 7)!</div>
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<br />Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-69404102904028702202013-03-18T18:41:00.000+02:002013-03-18T18:41:45.278+02:00Fetele care iubesc prea multNu imi place sa ma arunc in discutii metafizice de fel, in discutii despre iubire in particular, pentru ca de regula sunt pretextul perfect sa iasa la iveala filozoful ratat (si penibil, in consecinta) din fiecare din noi. Am vazut destule bloguri scrise de fete, gretos de romantice, incat sa stiu mai bine de-atat. Dar nu pot sa inchid ochii, cand vad o capcana in care pare ca toate fetele cad, la un moment dat: atunci cand stau cu un tip care este mult sub nivelul lor, un nemernic, de obicei, care nu le respecta, dar de care sunt atat de atasate, incat ii suporta toate...mojiciile.<br />
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Culmea e ca atitudinea asta nu pare sa omita pe nimeni: ai putea sa expediezi usor subiectul, zicandu-ti ,,Sunt proaste.'' Nu, nu sunt proaste deloc, am vazut fete inteligente si extraordinar de inteligente care, atunci cand vine vorba de relatii, devin alta persoana: fete citite, cu cariera, sau cu rezultate academice foarte bune, cu pareri pertinente si (in majoritatea cazurilor) personalitate puternica, fete care par atat de puternice cand vine vorba de partea profesionala si devin...plastilina in mainile unor tipi la care nici o piți de Romania nu ar trebui sa se uite.<br />
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Cum se explica?! De ce ne multumim, de cele mai multe ori, cu cineva ce in sinea noastra stim ca este sub noi? De ce nu realizam ca putem mai mult?<br />
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Am o prietena care s-a cantonat intr-o relatie ani de zile, desi nu prea avea nimic in comun cu respectivul, iar el mai vorbea, ocazional, si cu alte fete. Se certau, se impacau. ,,De data asta mi-a promis ca va fi diferit, a inteles cum stau lucrurile'', era replica ei invariabila atunci cand eu imi rostogoleam ochii, afland ca iar s-au impacat.<br />
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,,Stii cum e, cand esti impreuna de atata timp, nu poti sa renunti chiar asa usor la cineva, ne leaga prea multe amintiri'' era replica alteia, justificandu-se (desi nu o intrebasem de ce s-au impacat din nou) o alta prietena, dupa a n-a impacare cu prietenul pe care il avea de ani de zile, cu care se certa din orice.<br />
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,,I-am dat o ultima sansa. La urmatoarea gafa, plec fara sa ma uit in urma'' imi spunea de curand o alta fata, dupa ce tocmai se impacase cu un tip imatur, care avea groaza de orice fel de angajament, o jignea si a si inselat-o.<br />
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De ce credem ca de data asta va fi altfel? De ce speram sa il schimbam, sau in fine, sa se schimbe el pentru noi? Si mai ales, de ce suntem de fiecare data atat de naive incat sa credem ca lucrurile se vor schimba? Lucrurile ar trebui sa mearga bine de la inceput. Nu exista relatie perfecta, mici neintelegeri apar la tot pasul, dar e o diferenta intre cateva enervari care tin o ora, si certuri in toata regula, diferente izbitoare de comportament, diferente de mentalitate (tu vrei o relatie stabila, el vrea ceva ,,casual'' ), nu mai vorbesc de situatii in urma carora ar trebui sa pui punct fara te uiti in urma, cum ar fi jignirile de orice fel, sau faptul ca te-a inselat.<br />
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Cu riscul sa imi sara feministele in cap, eu chiar cred ca noi, fetele, suntem mult mai sensibile decat baietii. Si avem o problema cu modul in care ne percepem. In loc sa ne cunoastem punctele forte si sa incercam, pe cat posibil, sa fim multumite in pielea noastra, ne subestimam, motiv pentru care ajungem sa nu ne suportam in postura de fete single. Si asa ajungem in relatii care nu merg, pe care le suportam de frica de a nu ramane singure.<br />
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Am asistat la o discutie intre doi tineri casatoriti, si cel care urma sa se ocupe de aranjarea nuntii lor. S-au prezentat, i-au spus cand se vor casatori, dupa care soc! Adauga viitoarea mireasa (din nou, fara sa o fi intrebat-o nimeni) MOTIVUL pentru care se casatoresc: ,, Stiti cum e, suntem impreuna de atatia ani...credem ca asta ar cam fi pasul urmator.'' <br />
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Nu, nu stiu cum e. Nu as vrea niciodata sa ajung in situatia atat de trista incat sa stiu cum e!<br />
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<br />Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-68240928466151245172013-03-06T10:15:00.000+02:002013-03-06T10:15:53.482+02:00Andrei Plesu - Comedii la Portile Orientului<div style="text-align: justify;">
Rubrica lui Andrei Plesu este prima pe care o citesc in Dilema Veche, asa ca atunci cand am aflat ca o parte din articolele sale de acolo (alaturi de altele aparute in Jurnalul National si in Plai cu boi) au fost publicate in volumul Comedii la Portile Orientului, n-am mai avut ezitari in a o lua.</div>
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Volumul mi-a depasit insa asteptarile! Dupa ce citisem Bazar Bizar, si Ghidul nesimtitului, ale lui Radu Paraschivescu, nu credeam sa mai citesc o descriere atat de savuroasa, reala, ironica a Românicăi noastre, care sa ma faca pe alocuri sa zambesc, pe alocuri sa rad in hohote (de altfel, volumul face parte din colectia Rasul Lumii, de la Humanitas). </div>
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De fapt, imi place sa incadrez cartile citite in diferite categorii, iar asta face parte din putinele pe care le incadrez la ,,Carti care dau un bobarnac mintii'' (alaturi de Bazar Bizar si Dintre sute de clisee, tot de Paraschivescu). Simti cum iti creste luciditatea si tie pe masura ce le citesti. Vezi alte perspective, nu mai citesti aceleasi idei de-a gata, aceleasi filozofii gaunoase, toate in acelasi limbaj de lemn. Si data urmatoare, te vei gandi si tu mai bine, pana sa scoti ceva pe gura, daca nu cumva gandesti si vorbesti si tu in clisee.Vorba autorului: ,,Nu tu vorbesti; se spune si se raspune prin tine ceva gata spus, ceva care se taraie de generatii prin gura tuturor.'' Asa ca mai usor cu ,,Girls night out!'' atunci cand iesi in oras cu fetele. La fel cu ,,Love is in the air'', cand te indragostesti, si cu ,,Asa nu se mai poate, domne!'', cand te referi la tara ta. Apropo de atitudinea fata de tara, Andrei Plesu condamna si patriotismul ala orbesc, in care noi suntem inca ,,bravii aparatori ai crestinatatii'' (nu-i asa?), in care am castigat toata bataliile cu turcii, si tot asa, printr-o fraza care pare o palma peste obraz: ,,Ne putem permite, oameni in toata firea cum suntem, sa gandim si sa ne manifestam ca niste scolari intarziati?''. De fapt, condamna orice exces in atitudinea noastra fata de Romania: ,,Traim intr-o lume nedreapta, in care unele tari sunt mari si altele mici, unele popoare fac istoria si altele o suporta. (...)Asta nu inseamna ca trebuie sa ne vaicarim patetic la margine de imperii sau sa ne umplem de complexe si de resentimente. Dar nici sa ne fudulim lautareste nu e cazul, afisand blazoane de nobili scapatati, in directa comunicare cu buricul pamantului. Caci abia fudulia aceasta ne face cu adevarat provinciali si rizibili.''</div>
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Nici lingusitorii nu scapa usor: ,,Caci dincolo de linguseala ridicola, de stupiditatea candida, de avatarurile ilare ale limbii de lemn, dincolo de conformisul inflorat al prostilor, iese la iveala mizeria unui sistem care nu s-a multumit sa utilizeze mediocritatea si slugarnicia, ci a schimonosit talente incontestabile, prestigii reale, inteligente superioare.'' (vorbind despre regimul comunist, intr-un articol in care expune numeroase scrisori catre Ceausescu, pline de afectare, stupizenie, si ploconeala.)</div>
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Nu scapa nici prezentatorii de la TV, nici pretinsi oameni de cultura, nici mitocanii, nici țoapele. Pentru omul cu bun simt, care este agasat zilnic de oricare din categoriile de mai sus, cartea asta vine ca o usurare. Intr-o Romanie in care non-valorile , in care datul cu parerea despre orice, vorbitul mult si prost sunt puse la loc de cinste, vezi ca totusi se mai poate si altfel.</div>
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Ah, si inca ceva. Cartea este aparuta in 2005, dar contine articole inclusiv de la inceputul anilor '90. Si cu toate acestea, mie imi face impresia exact a Romaniei din ziua de azi. Chiar sa nu se fi schimbat nimic?</div>
Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-29757026286728194152013-02-25T13:56:00.000+02:002013-02-25T13:56:52.497+02:00Diana Florina Cosmin - Povestile unei inimiPe <a href="http://www.facebook.com/dianacosmin?fref=ts" target="_blank">Diana Florina Cosmin</a> o citeam cu mare placere de mult timp, lunar, in Cosmopolitan. Era primul articol pe care il citeam din revista, pentru ca scrie atat de bine, cu atata inteligenta si umor, incat devine genul ala de autor pe care il citesti cu creionul in mana. Asa ca am fost foarte fericita anul trecut, sa aud ca isi lanseaza carte, cu toate articolele din Cosmopolian, plus altele - Povestile unei inimi - Lectii de viata si de iubire pentru fetele single.<br />
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Ceea ce pare a fi o carte usurica, ,,pentru puicute'', nu se dovedeste a fi deloc asa. Drept dovada, are numai recenzii foarte bune, si deja primul tiraj s-a epuizat, lucru rar pe la noi. In cele peste 20 de esee, asistam la modul in care autoarea percepe dragostea si interactiunea cu sexul opus, prin intamplari personale, dar care dezvaluie exact atat trebuie, printr-un ton polemic, care te face sa iti pui niste intrebari in aceeasi masura in care iti va da niste raspunsuri. Practic, citesti biografia unei persoane pe cat de tinere, pe atat de mature, insa biografia este doar un punct de plecare pentru interogatiile asupra iubirii.<br />
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Desi se adreseaza a fi pentru fetele single, eu am citit-o cu acelasi placere, fiind si single, si cuplata. De fapt, este genul de autor care merge citit oricand ai nevoie de un gram de inspiratie, de liniste, sau de un pic de intelepciune.<br />
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Nu-i o carte de genul ,,Cum sa..'', desi titlul asta sugereaza ( de altfel, ma deranjeaza foarte tare cartile de genul). Tocmai, ca desi e atat de usor sa ajungi sa vorbesti in clisee cand vine vorba despre iubire, mai ales despre cautarea barbatului ideal, asta-i elementul de noutate cu care vine cartea, si care o face sa fie mai mult decat o Carrie Bradshaw de Romania: prezinta statutul de fata single dintr-o noua perspectiva. Nu cu idealizari romantice in care tu esti o damsel in distress si printul pe un cal alb te asteapta la colt, nu cu dulcegarii, filozofii, si idei prea abstracte, ci cu un ton sincer, pe alocuri amar, ideea de baza fiind ca, desi nu-i deloc usor pentru confortul tau psihic si sufletesc sa fii o persoana singura intr-o lume parca inconjurata de cupluri fericite, este o etapa absolut necesara in formarea ta ca persoana. Este perioada in care poti sa te descoperi in cel mai bine, fiindca, evident, cel mai bine poti face asta atunci cand esti doar tu cu tine. Mi-a placut mult, apropo de asta, ideea ei despre cat conteaza sa stii cine esti chiar si cand te lasa cineva intr-o camera complet goala. Fiindca atata timp cat tu nu descoperi ce gen de persoana esti, care sunt asteptarile tale, ce poti oferi, si ce gen de persoana vrei sa fii, iti va fi destul de greu sa gasesti pe cineva care sa se indragosteasca de tine.<br />
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Mi-a placut mult si ideea cum ca nu trebuie sa ne mai batem cu pumnul in piept ca suntem femei ,,barbate'', independente, care n-au nevoie de barbati si tin mortis sa demostreze ca pot sa faca totul si singure, ca ne pierdem tocmai feminitatea si gratia : ,, Nu vrem sa fim protejate, pentru ca asimilam rasfatul cu slabiciunea.Vrem sa fim tratate ca egale ale barbatilor, dar fara partea cu berea, uitatul la meci si glumele de prost gust. Vrem sa fim iubite, dar nu ne dam seama ca un barbat are tot atat spatiu de manevra cu noi cat are un sofer care vrea sa intoarca in jeep intr-o garsoniera. Volan dreapta, perete. Volan stanga, perete. Volan inainte, nici o sansa. Singura varianta: datul inapoi.''<br />
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Si mi-au mai placut multe lucruri, pe care te las pe tine sa le descoperi si sa mi le spui, daca o sa citesti cartea. Eu o recomand cu draga inima!<br />
<br />Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-64724098438058144562013-02-22T10:03:00.000+02:002013-02-22T10:41:45.513+02:00Maroc - o experienta exotica, dar mai gandeste-te.<div style="text-align: justify;">
In Maroc am fost in septembrie 2011 cu agentia <a href="http://www.omnia-turism.ro/2013/avion/spania/maroc_10_zile_avion.htm" target="_blank">Omnia Turism</a> . Sunt foarte OK, cu ei am fost si in Sudul Asiei, cu ei am de gand sa plec in continuare, atunci cand nu vreau sa imi bat capul cu rezervari si planificari facute pe cont propriu. A fost de fapt un circuit, Spania - Portugalia -Maroc, din care in cel din urma am stat 8 zile. La vremea respectiva mi s-au parut lungi, recunosc.</div>
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Partea buna cu culturile astea indepartate de cea europeana e ca te scot, bine de tot chiar, din zona ta de confort, ca sa folosesc termenul la moda. Si in al doilea rand, te pun fata in fata cu stereotipurile pe care le aveai, confruntandu-te cu realitatea de la fata locului. De exemplu, de la prea multe desene animate probabil, imi inchipuiam o oază ca fiind un copac, doi, cu o balta mica, in mijlocul desertului. Cand de fapt o oaza arata cam asa:</div>
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La fel, cand am fost sa vad rasaritul de soare in desertul Sahara, ma asteptam la ceva sa iti taie respiratia, la un disc de foc, si desertul aurit. Cand colo, in dimineata aceea a fost inorat (iti poti da seama cam care sunt sansele sa fie inorat in Sahara?! ATAT de ghinionista am fost!), si super- rasaritul meu de soare a aratat cam asa:</div>
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Simti, intr-adevar, ca ai intrat intr-o alta lume, o lume mai de demult. Iti vine in minte imaginea numeroaselor fabrici, numai fier, beton si sticla, de la periferia Bucurestiului, si ramai consternat afland ca in Maroc lucrurile se fac inca asa, traditional. Poate stii deja ca sunt recunoscuti pentru covoare si tesaturi (valuri, esarfe..). Sunt recunoscuti tocmai fiindca in majoritatea locurilor s-a pastrat inca modul traditional de fabricare. De fapt, asta mi-a placut cel mai mult la excursia din Maroc : a fost una cu adevarat culturala, am vizitat multe manufacturi si ateliere, nu doar obiectivele turistice. Am facut o vizita, de exemplu, si la un atelier de facut covoare:</div>
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Apropo de imbracaminte, nu stiam daca sa imi fie rusine sau sa rad pe plajele din Maroc, unde eu, alaturi de alte europence, stateam in costum de baie, cot la cot cu marocancele imbracate din cap pana in picioare in negru, cu hijab cu tot. </div>
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Totodata, tie, europeanului, este foarte posibil sa ti se para kitchos si impopotonat modul in care se imbraca, fiindca avem notiuni foarte diferite despre ce inseamna ,,frumos''..insa asta nu inseamna ca nu vei gusta la maximum plimbarile prin bazarurile lor (numite ,,souk''-uri ), si explozia de culoare care te va intampina acolo:</div>
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Apropo de mancare: daca esti gurmand, AICI e locul unde sa vii! Trebuie neaparat sa incerci tajin (uneori tadjin)ul lor (carne, de obicei de miel, cu legume), si prajiturile! Ai grija, totusi...am sa iti spun la modul foarte sincer la ce sa te astepti in Maroc, sa nu pleci neavizat, cum am plecat eu - va fi aproape imposibil sa nu ai probleme cu stomacul si cu digestia. In grupul meu, din 40 si ceva de oameni, peste 30 s-au imbolnavit, fiecare in alta zi, de la un alt fel de mancare (mai ales din cauza apei folosita, care nu este potabila, in cea mai mare parte. Ajunsesem sa ma spal si pe dinti cu apa imbuteliata, de frica sa mai inghit vreo picatura). Mancarea din hoteluri e ok, dar daca iei orice de pe strada, sau chiar de la benzinariile de pe drum, s-ar putea sa o patesti.</div>
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Ah, si sa mai ai grija la hotii de buzunare. Marocul este recunoscut pentru asa ceva, iar la finalul excursiei noastre, ghidul nostru era foarte mirat ca nimanui nu i s-a furat nimic. </div>
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Dar asta nu inseamna ca nu am avut parte de peripetii. Daca o sa imi aduc aminte de o intamplare anume din Maroc, peste ani si ani, va fi cand am fost atacati de triburile berbere, in desertul Sahara. Da, nu-i gluma! De asta iti spun sa te gandesti de doua ori, daca vrei sa vizitezi Marocul!</div>
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Cum s-a intamplat: ne-am trezit la ora 2 AM, pentru ca aveam sa mergem 2 ore pana la intrarea in desert, si apoi inca o ora prin desert, fie pe camila, fie prin nisip, pentru a vedea rasaritul de soare. Ne-am luat si toti banii, si pasaporturile la noi, pe principiul ca poate in camera nu e indeajuns de sigur. La intrarea in desert, cei care au mers pe camile inaintasera putin fata de cei care au decis sa mearga direct pe jos, ori acestia din urma au patit-o. Era intuneric, eram, literally, in the middle of nowhere, cand un trib de berberi au inconjurat lumea si au inceput sa traga de ei. Pana la urma, cei care organizasera excursia au ajuns prin a se lua la bataie cu berberii pentru a-i alunga, dar toata lumea era moarta de spaima, si nimanui nu ii mai pasa de rasaritul soarelui.</div>
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De ce iti mai spun sa te gandesti de doua ori: nu pleca in Maroc in ideea ca o sa vezi o tara exotica, si o cultura aparte. Nu ma intelege gresit, o sa vezi astea din plin, dar o sa vezi si foarte, foarte multa mizerie si saracie, la tot pasul. La fel e si Thailanda, desi intr-o mai mica masura. La dreapta ai peisaje exotice cum n-ai fi sperat in viata ta sa vezi, si la stanga oameni care mananca supa din punga pe trotuarele pline de mizerie, si miros de peste prajit. Daca pana acum spuneai despre Romania ca e o tara saraca, o sa te gandesti de doua ori pana sa mai spui asa. Uite de ce:</div>
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Si asta in conditiile in care se considera ca Marocul este una din cele mai evoluate state din Africa, indiferent de domeniul despre care vorbim.</div>
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Oricum, se merita sa vizitezi Marocul, sunt atatea orase : Fes, Marrakesh, Tanger, Rabat, Meknes, Casablanca, Volubilis, cu peisaje uimitoare, cu castele, medine si minareturi..mie, una, mi-a deschis apetitul sa vad mai multe culturi asemanatoare. Dar daca genul tau de excursii sunt all inclusive-urile in Antalya, nu te duce in Maroc, o sa fii tare dezamagit. Realitatea-i trista, stiu.</div>
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Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-50907118091105596102013-02-20T12:13:00.000+02:002013-02-20T12:13:17.469+02:00Cum sa calatoresti pe bani putiniIdeea ca iti trebuiesc multi bani sa calatoresti este una cat se poate de gresita. Atata timp cat exista dorinta de a calatori, mijloace se vor gasi, si in articolul asta iti voi demonstra ca se poate sa calatoresti cu buget restrans si chiar fara sa platesti aproape nimic.<br />
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In primul rand, pentru biletele de avion ieftine, te sfatuiesc sa dai Like pe Facebook pentru inceput paginii <a href="http://www.facebook.com/FlightDeals.ro?fref=ts" target="_blank">Promotii bilete avion</a>, vei gasi oferte incredibile, zboruri spre New York chiar si cu 200 lire, zboruri spre alte orase europene sub 50 lire, si tot asa. Apoi, da like paginilor companiilor aeriene care opereaza la noi, sa fii sigur/a ca o sa le vezi la timp toate ofertele. In situatia in care ajungi sa iti cauti zborul fara a beneficia de oferta totusi, cauta-l de pe site-ul <a href="http://www.avion.ro/?gclid=CNetm8DKxLUCFcRQ3god6TEAzw" target="_blank">avion.ro</a> , sau de pe <a href="http://www.vola.ro/" target="_blank">vola.ro</a> , iti va afisa cele mai bune oferte.<br />
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Apoi, nu ocoli ofertele de pe site-urile de reduceri, in ideea ca ,,E prea bun ca sa fie adevarat.'' Anul trecut, eu am plecat in Praga, la Nisipurile de Aur, si anul acesta la Parndorf, cu oferte luate de pe <a href="http://www.fundeal.ro/bucharest/" target="_blank">www.fundeal.ro</a> (Praga si Parndorf), respectiv <a href="http://www.groupon.ro/" target="_blank">www.groupon.ro</a> (Nisipurile de Aur). Imi amintesc ca pentru ultima oferta, la Parndorf, am platit 80 euro de persoana pentru 3 nopti cazare, cu mic dejun inclus, la un hotel de 4 stele. Totusi, nu strica sa fii vigilent, eu am sunat de fiecare data la hoteluri, inainte de a achizitiona oferta, sa fiu convinsa ca este reala, si sa ii intreb direct si de datele disponibile (uita-te bine la valabilitatea vocherului pana sa il cumperi, si intreaba la hotel daca au liber cand vrei tu, altfel l-ai luat degeaba).<br />
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Dar daca vrei sa vizitezi fara sa scoti aproape nici un ban din buzunar, si sa ai parte de mai mult decat experienta unui turist, iti recomand proiectele prin <a href="http://www.tinact.ro/" target="_blank">Tineret in Actiune</a> . Sunt proiecte de schimburi de experienta intre tineri, ai cazare si masa asigurate, si de regula din transport platesti doar 30 %. Eu asa am vizitat Olanda, Italia si Turcia, si am fost mai mult decat turist. In Olanda si Italia am locuit cu famili native, si am fost introdusa direct in obiceiurile tarilor respective, ,,de la sursa''. In Olanda mergeam pe bicicleta inclusiv in club, si dormeam cu un geam deschis (intepenit asa) noaptea, la 5 grade, fiindca ,,Asa e sanatos'', iar in Italia am fost rasfatata cu pizza si paste de casa cat am putut duce. In proiectul din Turcia am fost cazata la un hotel, laolalta cu ceilalti participanti la proiect, insa in fiecare seara aveam petreceri interculturale, in care fiecare tara isi prezenta pe rand dansurile, muzica, mancarea, bautura, obiceurile. Partea proasta la aceste proiecte este ca sunt restrictive, se adreseaza tinerilor pana in 25 de ani (rar pana in 30 de ani), insa din experienta pot spune ca isi au farmecul numai in timpul liceului, maxim in timpul facultatii.<br />
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Exista insa si experienta pe treapta superioara a proiectelor Tineret in Actiune, si anume <a href="http://www.aiesec.ro/programs/" target="_blank">programele de internship globale</a> . Desi nu sunt mare fana a organizatiei, trebuie sa recunosc meritul AIESECULUI in internshipul de 2 luni in care am plecat in Siberia, Rusia, toamna trecuta. Ei organizeaza programe de internship, platite sau pe baza de voluntariat, care dureaza de la 6 saptamani pana la 2 ani. Partea buna este ca, literalmente, iti pun la dispozitie internshipuri peste tot in lume (eu am avut interviuri cu China, Rusia, Finlanda, Brazilia, Cehia..). Partea proasta este ca trebuie sa ai nervii foarte tari, pana sa ajungi sa pleci intr-un internship de genul. Cei de la AIESEC te vor trece prin (inutil de) multe etape de selectie, la finalul carora iti vor pune la dispozitie platforma de internshipuri. Problema este ca de abia de atunci incepe greul, fiindca nu esti acceptat automat, trebuie sa dai cate doua interviuri pentru internshipul dorit, si sansele sa te accepte din prima sunt aproape nule. La mine a durat o luna si jumatate pana mi-am gasit internshipul, si numeroase interviuri. Insa, in urma experientei avute in Sibria, pot spune clar ca s-a meritat.<br />
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In ceea ce priveste internshipul meu, a fost platit, si am avut asigurata si cazare, masa, si chiar si excursii in imprejurimi..eu mi-am platit numai biletul de avion. Insa cazurile difera de la program la program, trebuie sa cauti mult sa gasesti ceva care sa ti se potriveasca.<br />
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Astea fiind spuse, spor la...calatorit! Si astept sa imi spuneti daca sfaturile mele v-au ajutat!<br />
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<br />Colecționara de cuvintehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527286714313713840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8857551622787845672.post-50888770636083085542013-02-12T19:18:00.001+02:002013-02-12T19:18:40.873+02:00Bine ai venit pe blogul meu!Imi place mult sa ma exprim in scris, asa ca de multa vreme cochetez cu ideea de a-mi face blog. Desi de abia acum am reusit sa fac un pas concret in directia asta, o perioada am stat si am fost un observator docil al altor bloguri, fie ale cunostintelor mele, fie ale unor persoane mai putin cunoscute.<br />
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Bineinteles, tine de natura blogului tau si a subiectelor abordate cat de mult vrei sa iti expui gandurile altora, insa ma tot intreb de ce ar vrea cineva sa se expuna de bunavoie atat de mult, mai ales tinand cont de amploarea pe care pare sa o fi luat-o si blogosfera romaneasca. Ne credem un pic mai interesanti decat restul? Credem ca avem ceva cu adevarat important de spus? Sau credem pur si simplu, nu neaparat ca avem altceva de spus, dar ca noi putem transpune in cuvinte ceea ce altii nu pot?<br />
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Cred ca asta-i si motivul pentru care, din cate am observat, aproape fiecare blogger tine, inca de la inceput, sa justifice de ce si-a facut blogul respectiv. Imi pare a fi un fel de scuza pentru cititori, un fel de ,,Sa nu credeti ca ma cred mai destept sau ceva...''. Tocmai de aia nici nu vreau sa ma arunc intr-un raspuns de genul, al carui raspuns nici eu nu il stiu prea bine. De ce mi-am facut blog. Pot, cel mult, sa iti spun despre ce vreau sa scriu, despre lucrurile care imi plac, care nu imi plac, care ma emotioneaza, care ma infurie, in orice caz, care ma fac sa rezonez, intr-un fel sau altul.<br />
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Asadar: vreau sa iti vorbesc despre cele doua lucruri care imi plac cel mai mult: cartile si calatoriile. Intentionasem sa numesc blogul Colectionara de cuvinte si calatorii, dar mi s-a parut prea lung. Insa acum tu stii deja ca nu-i vorba numai despre carti. Am sa iti vorbesc despre cartile care mie mi-au spus (si imi vor spune) ceva, si despre calatoriile care au lasat (si vor lasa) o amprenta asupra mea. Dar nu ma voi rezuma numai la asta. Sunt mult mai multe lucrurile care imi plac sau nu, sau care ma fac sa imi pun intrebari, voi vorbi si despre astea. Invariabil, presimt ca voi vorbi mai mult despre lucrurile care ma deranjeaza, e probabil o tendinta de defulare, insa ma voi rezuma la lucrurile cu care cred ca rezoneaza si restul.<br />
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Si inca ceva: blogurile sunt, prin definitie, personale, insa in perioada cat am stat si observat, nu am putut sa nu vad multe bloguri extrem de intime, care s-au transformat in jurnale ale povestitorilor, sau in filozofii proprii, in postari extrem de abstracte. Bloguri care devin relevante numai pentru posesorii lor. Asa ca voi incerca sa raman, pe cat se poate, in concret. Nu imi plac oamenii care filozofeaza fara sa stie despre ce vorbesc, si fara sa aiba pregatirea pentru asa ceva. Nu imi plac nici cei care pe blogurile lor (si nu numai) incearca sa fie ironici, desi prea putini inteleg cat de greu este sa stapanesti ironia in limitele bunului simt si fara sa cazi in penibil tu insuti. Deja vorbesc despre lucrurile despre care ma enerveaza inca din prima postare. In fine, ideea este ca eu o sa incerc sa evit toate capcanele astea, astfel incat sa rezultatul sa fie ceea ce vreau: un blog cu sugestii si prezentari utile, de carti, calatorii, & more.<br />
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Te mai astept pe pagina mea!<br />
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