Thursday, March 18, 2010

Order 3d Bold Bbq Doritos



It is almost as wide. Lithuania my time, actually shortened my time is almost over Lithuania. I notice it mainly because I have to worry about much at one time too many things ...

one after another. In early March for the first time the so-called mid-term training. The one has as a European Volunteer properly so in time the center of the service. Yes, I had it then, because I've shortened, almost at the end of my Voluntary Service. The seminar, I had along with 15 other European volunteers in Daugirdiskes. Never heard of it? Very understandable. Daugirdiskes is actually a village (where the collection of houses that name at all deserved) of "The middle of nowhere". In such a self-built wooden house. It was really fun with the other volunteers, even if all of us, we had just got straight on the first plus degrees in the spring, have been deceived by this ice-cold Peter, snow storm, freezing temperatures and more winter than I had at some time seen in March. One can probably not imagine that with such a weather even on an ice track kart driving ('ve despite the adverse conditions, such as the sports expert would say, put down the best lap time of the girls ;-)) or that you just times for an hour, "comfortable" is walking outside, but then we have done yet ... alt = "" id = "BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450031302949781618" />



Last week, then on Thursday the national day of independence of Lithuania. Something you have not seen yet. I stroll through Vilnius and this city is full of people. It was the first time I've seen so many Lithuanians in their capital, which are probably all straight out of their winter holes. And it can not be assumed to move with their national colors of the city. At first I thought that would repeat the '91 revolution again, so many of these crazy Lithuanians have moved on this day with Riiesen flags or balloons in their national colors over the place ...

alt = "" id = "BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450032078767856626" /> Katja me and I put us in the bus to take us rocking night of incredibly bad roads to Poland and meet there with Lucas, we have both been Six months have seen no more. The three of us first come to the hostel, but we go for a night. First, because as curfew and there are the Gdansk Nightlife us after a night of something and believe we meet so funny shapes. Second, because we do situationally unpopular with a group of picture-Ruhrpott learning that we inadvertently breakfast eat away. The first think that we are what Poland or otherwise, and a nice of these ladies screaming through the room: "Hömma, would dat in Detuschland make, do, you know, there would soforrt each DO rumschreien. We explain the whole thing to us and then virtually closed to the heart of the Ruhr-group: "Where kommder for her, wat Oh, a'ight jibbet, yes even nothin ', do?". Well, funny, but somehow we've got more pleasure on the couch surfing and have the incredible good fortune, after a super sunny day in Gdansk, the neighboring village of Sopot, with a great beach and one of the coolest cafes in which I've ever been, with Tom and Marta in coming. Brand: Thees Uhlmann copy and dropout from East Germany, somehow lived in Ireland, then Spain, then Poland and his Polish girlfriend, who laughs at every second sentence broken about themselves. We support the two to a birthday party in Danzig, a lot of fun with the two and their friends the next day and we can separate these difficult and unique items ...



begins this week tired, because I spend the night from Sunday to Monday Schlaglochbus back in Poland-Lithuania. Well, hurricane, whatever. I begin to still make my final painting project with the kids at the center. Meaning: We let our creativity out to about 10 square meters of wall in the center, stick a day paint from before, is since Tuesday then painted properly, acetone is my new best friend and I still do not know how to download get the color ever from my hands again ... on Guess I will but only when the art work done is ... and it takes a sure until next week, my last week here ...

0 comments:

Post a Comment