It's a question I ask myself at times. Let's put it this way; I've been around. Maybe not all around the world, but halway-ish maybe. Sailed the canals of Amsterdam, biked from one end of Paris to the other, took the train from Budapest to Berlin, drove the 405 in LA, and yeah, I even rode a hay cart back in the day. But other than enjoying all these forms of transportation, I got to enjoy the places I visited. I don't know about you, but when I visit a place I always ask myself, 'would I live here?' While the answer is often 'yes, why not', the only place I moved to was Cluj. Cluj, how do I love thee, let me count the ways: 1. I love your smell. It's like earth, and air, and city. I will never forget my first day here, when I walked out of the arrivals building at the airport and breathed in your smell. Spring. You're the city of eternal Spring. On a balmy day, it's what you smell like, even if it's December, or August. 2. I l
Sigur ca da, sunt chiar *foarte* "excitat" - insa mai repede cred ca o fi din cauza nevesti-mii si nu din cauza ca te apuci sa scrii in romana Lolz ;-)
ReplyDeleteMno, numa sa ai grija la excitarea asta :) (suggested: Sper ca sunteti entuziasmati...)
ReplyDeleteSi eu sunt foarte interesat sa vad ce scrii. Imi place sa scriu scrisori. Am un prieten la Timisoara care vorbeste englezeste, romaneste, nemteste si ungureste. Cand ne scriem, folosim trei limbi (nu vorbesc ungureste). Folosesc stiloul si hartie buna. Limba romana are multe litere frumoase sa scrie ca ă â î ş si ţ.
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