it’s a silly thing to say but i’m quite bored. visiting parents and bro in not-so-cold but quite vegan unfriendly Iceland. will be back in London after ten days and at the moment I really cherish the thought that I won’t have to work or worry about anything too much all this time. it’s called being on a holiday!! D hahah
[and for some reason I wasn't really surprised to see that nothing has changed in East Iceland, [Austurland], since I’ve been here last summer. hahah] Nothing really ever happens here. Polar nights take over polar days, all other seasonal changes, that’s it. BUT it is relieving not to see Starbucks or Burger King on every other corner!! hehe

oh, and that’s me next to this FASTASTIC graffiti in the photo below:

peasloveandchocolatespread,

brocolee xx
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If you know me well enough you also heard that my very own Shiny Metal Whore (strong and developed as time goes by nickname) was stolen. After that went huge feeling of loss, and not because I actually lost it, but because it’s more than just a thing – she was the one with which I traveled across the countries, thousands of kilometers. Moreover some poster announcements were made (image on the right), because hope never dies, and it did not.

A period of two weeks spent in Eastern Europe is almost over: packing our baggage (which contains tons of different souvenirs, and how gotu likes to call them – tumors).

It was a successful trip here I didn’t got stabbed, mugged, raped

Reporting in, from extra snowy, poor and 50% gray Vilnius. To illustrate it more here are some snapshots from past week captures by my own American tourist

Random images after a break.

As you know by now, V and I are trippin to and now in Lithuania!  It’s my first time in Eastern Europe!

What has happened on our adventure so far:

V and I spent first phase of the trip in Copenhagen, specifically: Christiania and of course hotel room, why? maybe because it was freakishly cold outside – my little baby toe is still waiting to be revived from it’s cold coma. Plus a little bit of snow, which was not that bad.

You must be trippin’, at least we are.

After one day of intense packing, meeting with friends to say goodbye-see you later, seeing how beautiful the world is under those hidden stars, planning and mapping not that far future events and people, places to visit – we are here, in the train to Copenhagen.

And… students are studying hard – nothing new. Something new is that some of us are counting every day till the holidays (personally time just flies by). And what’s then? Well we (who?) have some adventurous and maybe dangerous travel plans, but wait a little bit, updates are coming soon.

You deserved at least some snapshots, right after Special C (new blogger!) jumped in my own shoes and tried to change her perception of the universe (probably) into mine:

I like the invisible guitar (the 3rd one), fact is that I seem to do that in every second photo

Special C is back from her eurotrip and brought me and you some really nice looking/funny postcards.

Funkcionuoju kaip daržovė.
Be grafiko, be tvarkaraščių.
Išrenku tylos akimirkas ir įsivaizduoju sniegą.
Laisvadienis.
Šalimais puodelis, ne mano, su komerciniu Pūkuotuko snukeliu. Tuščias, nes sultinys jau išgertas.
Pastarosiom dienom be vidudienio neatsikeliu.
Nocturnal gryniausia prasme. Naktys darbo, dienos miego. Pagaliau kažkas, kas atitinka prigimtį. Carpe Noctem.

Esu žmogus, kuris nemoka turėti pinigų. Man patinka naudoti angliško slengo žodį ’skint’. Tuščia kišenė, tuščia sąskaita – jau buvau pasiilgus [meluoju] ką tai reiškia. Bet išties, tiek daug įdomių dalykų nutinka..

Šiandie buvo anti-mcdonals demonstracija. Nedaug žmogų susirinko, nedaug. Visi išlėkę į Animal Rights Gathering, uh-huh, šėlsmingos akimirkos ir visas kitas gėris kuris šįkart, deja, ne mano nosiai; Labai norėjau ten būt, bet negaliu, reik dirbt ir gerinti skint situaciją – man tik dvidešimt, aš dar noriu nusigaut į kitus žemynus ir prabilt negirdėtom kalbom.

Londone nejusti rudens.
West End’as yr cirkuliuojamas turistų lavinų, nenutrūkstamai – tipiškas reginys. Kartais atrodo, kad pristigsi oro. Kartais (ir ne tik tuomet kai beveik vėluoju) mintimis kartoju tą triuką iš filmų, kai ištaškai visus į šonus skverbdamasis alkūnėmis.
Dirbu tik per du šimtus metrų nuo tų kultinių Piccadilly Circus ekranų prie kurių kiekvienam turistui yr būtinybė įamžint. Viena labiausiai posh vietų dirbt kokias tik galėčiau sugalvot… Taip toli nuo kad ir nuo nepaprastos Camden Market dvasios.
Starbucks, Costa Coffee, Pret A Manger ir McDonald’ai ant kiekvieno kampo (tiesiogine prasme!). Tu sušlamsti jų produkciją su nepriekaištingu aptarnavimu, jie sušlamsčia tavo pinigus. Pinigų gaminimo ratas. O aš dirbu naktiniam klubui/barui į kurį pati niekad neičiau.
Taip, sistemoje. Visi mes sistemoje. Tiesiog dirbdamas viename jos centrų tai ypač aiškiai suvoki. Galima pasirinkti moraliai priimtinus kelius funkcionuoti. Tai kartais sunku, nes meti darbus dar jų nepradėjęs. Bet šiuo metu aš laiminga. Kol kas.

Laisvadienis.
Savaitgalis ir rytojus bus triukšmingi ir rėksmingi, labiau nei paprastai, nes sekmadienis – bank holiday. Namo parsibastysiu auštant. Noctural broccoli, that’s me.

Praeitis mirė, ateitis nenuspėjama. Dabartis yra tai, ką turi. Noriu home-made burger, su trim ridikėlio griežinėliais ir visais kitais būtinais ingredientas. Ateitis išties nenuspėjama, gal bus skanu.

carpe noctem, dearies =}

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broccoli