Romania

Romania is a strange country.

Strange is being used in all of it's contexts and meanings at once. I've yet to see such scatter of both good and bad madness at once in another place.

You might walk down a street in Bucarest, obeserving the different architectures coming from different times and countries next to each other - because Romania battled in a lot of wars and got invaded frequently afterwards - looking at the rich and nice state of mansions there, being built right next to a completly ruined and overgrown house, next to a electricity lampost, with hundreds of tangled elecricity wires, of which half is broken and riped in pieces.

You could see lifesized replicas of famous houses, done out of marble, that are inhabited by hundreds of gypsies who still refusre to pay for power and water (and obviously get none). Also you could spot the same hundred gipsies chasing eight policemen, while being armed with swords and clubs.

The statistics about Romania are also incredibly strange. The country has a very high percentage of incredibly gifted kids, but also a scary high percentage of uh... "less intelligent kids", even the president itself mentioned: "romanian schools produce idiots".

Talking about presidents. During the last vote, the amount of fake votes and the "techniques" employed would make the russian 140% look poor in comparison. Foreigners were allowed to vote: in each city once or mroe. Dead people were being caught voting. etc. etc. Funny thing is that the last vote about if the suspended president should return or not, was ignored, becuase each size had equal ammounts of invalid votes.

Romanians have a very distinct look, (same as most nations), but they also dress a lot more wilder than I'm used to seeing in Germany and even Ukraine, Ireland or other countries. If you think you've seen short shorts, no you havn't. If you think you saw high heels, no you havn't either. And if you think that red green, is too contrastful and colorful, it for sure aint.

The stores offer a variety of interesting things (interestingly, the shirt i liked most, that was hanging all over the window and store, was a "Promotional item" they were not wanting to sell). The streets have more pharmacies and banks then you would ever expect. (you will never ever find a crossing in bucarest that doesnt have at least 5 different banks in sight).

At the seaside (which was awesome btw, including bars, beach and water, but watch your purse!), you might run into a restaurant selling selfcaught fish (yes, with boats, no they dont catch fish with bare hands), which is delicious and very affordable too. However you might get surprised to see that the fish has actually green bones (as in grass-bright green, not just "slightly green"). It'll still be very delicious and most likely you'll be completly consumed by it, until you discover a log hanging from another log on a string, with the caption "Mobile chair".

There is a lot more one could say and quite some more things I will say, but for now I'd prolly just sum it up, that it's a adventure. A nice one too.

I like em fresh

Been a while since I last wrote here,

mostly because I was lazy, but also because I was not sure what or more like how to write about things that were worth writing about. So here I am now, back from another trip to Romania (actually 2 trips, in between the time I didnt write anything), doing my usual thing:

balancing on a hairstring between doing productive things and falling into the abyss of gaming and "applied" lifestyle - a state where ones activities decide ones plans, instead of plans deciding activites.

So in order to snap myself out a little bit out of the situation, I'm going to try to apply some more advanced planning techniques. Most likely I'll burn the house down in the process of planning, considering how good I am at this, but hey, there is no science without victims (don't believe those who tell otherwise!). And thus it has been officially decided that I write something here on fridays, less I will forget about this place once again.

So what IS worth writing about. A picture says 1000 words they say. Probably it does, however I don't have a picture right now. But after reading multipple digital art books and installing and trying out the new Photoshop CS6, the desire is strong in this one to start doodling again (which I allready did).

There are quite a lot of thoughts on my mind regarding happiness, relatives, foreign relatives (all people are equal, but some are less equal!), relationships, friendship etc, however I feel like I need some more time before geting to the more serious topics. Probably next friday.

I could write a trilogy on Diablo 3 and Guild Wars 2, but I still don't have enough gaming toxins in my blood at this point, to waste this ammount of time for such topics.

After deleting the last/current line and rewriting 50 different versions of it (you'll never know what was there mwahaha), I decided that the next writing topic will be Romania - general impressions.

That being sad I'm gonna chicken out and go sleep.
Because sleep is good.