'allo, listen very carefully

A strange thing is happening to me lately. I just cannot be bothered with watching films. Just thinking about committing two hours to see something on a tv...bleh. I would rather like to see "White christmas" though. And I am looking forward to hopefully spending all of the morning on the 24th with cinderella, disney and "Reisen til julestjernen". So it is not all that dire. But I have the three first seasons of Allo Allo gathering dust in the shelves...when some months ago I would have watched them all in a couple of days and walked around saying "Listen wery carefully, I shall say this only once." at every opportunity. (Sadly my film-quotes are wasted on the spanish population. Noone would have understood it and just Looked at me. You stupid woman!)

I spent the weekend in Copenhagen and had a smashing time. My best friend lives there, has been for the last two years and I had yet to visit. Shame on me I know, but my no-studielån economy has not allowed for anything of that sort. It is the first weekend trip I have done on my own and I now I understand why people go on holiday shopping to London and Paris. I will do the same when I am a filthy rich plastic surgeon...since I am bending all my will to winning the loteria de Navidad this year I do not even have to wait that long...happiness can really be bought. It is found in all those heartbreaking beutiful things in small Copenhagen shops. They are so beautiful I found myself beeing quite happy and content, sipping a cup of delicious aspargus soup, watching the displays in the window, feeding my soul on beauty, without bying anything. Maybe being able to by the things would have ruined it somehow.
Apart from discovering my greedy inner self, I also lapped up the christmas threes, white tulips and other christmassy things they do not have in Zaragoza. (or Spain)
And then we had a party on saturday. It was great fun! Since it was in M's flat, we had total control over music and lots of space to dance in. Also we avoid the whole standing in a line to get drinks thing. The poor neighbour downstairs though...
Even better was that I woke up with no trace of hangover whatsoever, only a need to be alone and quiet after spending much time with people and noise. A lot of fun and no price to pay the day after. So evidently mulled wine and gin-tonics agree with me. (As opposed to Sangria and whatever-it-was-alcoholic beverage.) Thank you M for a great weekend!

(note I am getting all cryptic and only puts a letter for a name. Not that I have any aspirations/deluded hopes that this little blog will ever get read by more than a handful of people, but there are some weird folks out there and if I will not give my own name, there is no reason to give the names of my friends either. Since the only ones reading are friends anyhow, they'll know.)

It is almost here!!

Only 5 days and then it is december! And on sunday although it is still november, it is the first sunday of advent so I can put up my brand new xmas star and candles and listen to xmas music and make Gløgg. I might even sneak off to Ikea to by some pepperkaker (ginger cookies) yum yum. And I'll make xmas cards.

I do this ever year. I have so much stuff I want to do in December, christmassy stuff like baking and candles and workshop and decorating. For me christmas is all of december and it sort of ends on the 25th when there is no more stuff to DO, only eating and vegging out on the sofa.

But I love this feeling of anticipation and the christmas three and finding gifts and...It is not stressful at all. It will only cause stress if it becomes an obligation. A chore. And since the only one in this household that has any expectation whatsoever is me, well, I am easy to please. Ikea-pepperkaker and a advent light in the window.

Resyme

It has been an intresting start on the autumn season, and when I think about it, lots of things have happened, as opposed to me spending the season just wanting to hybernate. For three weeks we looked after The Dogs.

It became the most normal thing to yell "Do not eat that poop!" at six in the morning. Either Freya did not poop during the time due to stress, or someone was having late night snacks..After peeing out the kitchen floor of course. We did not have this problem last time they were here, but since there are new rules, such as not alowing them to sleep in the bed with us, (that is they sleep while we try to find room for us selves without much sucsess) Softy is on a protest campaign, dooing the dirty every single night except the one night she slept with me on the sofa. 

I have started to take my drivers lisence, read throught the book, (no book more boring) and I will start to do tests on monday. Yikes! (I am a bit of a Scooby Doo. Scared of the silliest things and fond of food..)

And I was a weekend in Berlin. Glorious. My only bummer was that I forgot to take the camara with me when I went to the Botanical Garden, and cannot show you those beautiful Dahlias. I will definitivly return. There was lots of stuff I did not do and see, and now I know several cool second hand shops, and the xmas store and the chocolate heaven, and the best place to stay..

Berlin

For my birthday, my boyfriend gave me a surprise trip to Berlin. I love that city. It is glourious. And it has passed so much extreme drama/tragedy the last 70 years.. Sadly, today I am not feeling very writerish, so umh, I just called in to say hi, and promise pics and words will come up at a later time.

Nepal part three

The Bell is in the house! Well, it is in the attic, but we have it. Is it not pretty?

Nepal, part deux

It is morning (somwhere it is morning right, so not tecnically untrue..) and I am sans Bell. Yesterday turned into quite the adventure. So we got to the staff entrance at 2300 as accorded on the telephone. No one. I wait 20 min. I call. "They will be there in twenty minutes okay!" It is dark, windy and cold.

Turns out, we have to give over the car to someone from the expo, since one cannot get in without accreditation. they take the car, It is going to be a minute. We wait with the man from the nepal pavillion. In conversation he let us know that the expo office have decided that no items should leave the area between the 1 and the 15 of september.

Eh? Why are we here then??

So at 0040 we get the car back. The man had loaded the bell in, so at least there is space, but at a security checkpoint they told him to go back and unload the car please. (the expo is guarded like a fortress.)

????

We will try again next week. With more clothes on. And maybe a termos with something hot in and a chair and a picknick basket..

Nepal

To night I am going to by a ceremonial bell from Nepal. Jupp. You heard right. (Or read in this case) A big 100 kg bell with carmed framework from the himalaya mountains. I will post pictures when we have it at home. The paying is turning into a problem though. Because of safety reasons, I can only take out something like 1000 € per 4 days, and the bell costs about the double. Boyfriend is going to help, so finally we will have the cash, but it is really annoying. I have been taking out money in the minibanks feeling as if the money in my bag was calling out, making signals to everyone, much like a passenger on his first cruise, standing on deck as the boat leaves the port. The relief of arriving home, unrobbed..

Anyway, don´t they have banks in Nepal? Umh. Maybe not. That is, I am sure they have in the larger cities, the ones you never see on discovery, since then you only see the final stages of the climbing of some mountain, I mean, they must have, cause there are many tourists. Anyway, this would all have been so much easier if I could just have transferred the money to an account.

Sight.

And the bell is not even mine. It is one of my father´s many "caprichos". I do not know how to say it in english. And I cannot be bothered to look up the word in a dictionary either.

Anyway, I´ll post some pictures when I have them!