tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-241552812024-03-14T15:14:28.565+08:00Everything happens for some reason...Everything about "AHA" moments in my life...Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-52558209893713819792009-05-20T12:03:00.009+08:002009-05-20T14:06:38.161+08:00Caramoan Islands and My first Wakeboardning<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyWsPjooURBrJdRxFEB2FOxXLJgjjQdGpTLr-_dN3WPvsU760XkiYR92PnsMUG4njq8NE4ZypprTQ_SLHemrBSZYlPrkNsmlEngGcm_81vX_DXFC3Stobz0yfzT64jjFaI68ayRg/s1600-h/P1100299.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyWsPjooURBrJdRxFEB2FOxXLJgjjQdGpTLr-_dN3WPvsU760XkiYR92PnsMUG4njq8NE4ZypprTQ_SLHemrBSZYlPrkNsmlEngGcm_81vX_DXFC3Stobz0yfzT64jjFaI68ayRg/s320/P1100299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337757792022921970" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Takze miesto kam sme sli sa volalo C<span style="font-weight: bold;">aramoan Islands</span>, juh ostrova Luzon (na tom, na ktorom je aj Manila). Odchadzali sme v piatok vecer. Museli sme si zobrat 4-6 l vody so sebou, lebo sme sli vlastne na ostrovy, kde nic moc nie je. Isli sme celkom fajn busom, aircon nebol az tak hrozny ako byvava, ale deka bola potreba. Davali nejaky Segalov film, uff, same tatatatatata a "I kill you NOW"... no, ale kecala som s Karlou (traineeckou z Peru) chvilu a potom spala az do rana.zakutrana pod dekou s mojim "pinguinom", co mam ako podusku :). Cesta trvala tak 10 hod<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo5v3zjYXQlXBSal4FyzakeLOrhiIu7o5Wcl1ytHfsAUVctal1q8Ly0c0M5qubFeUacjY1ZzVi4GJv58GjwrB1ec79K68lI3JnKVehfJzEbpWgHcDbjpIS2s5MazU0tSdgbjxqRA/s1600-h/P1100312.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo5v3zjYXQlXBSal4FyzakeLOrhiIu7o5Wcl1ytHfsAUVctal1q8Ly0c0M5qubFeUacjY1ZzVi4GJv58GjwrB1ec79K68lI3JnKVehfJzEbpWgHcDbjpIS2s5MazU0tSdgbjxqRA/s200/P1100312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337762321584745698" border="0" /></a>in. O 6 rano sme sa vyautobusili a nasadli na dalsi van a potom lod a potom na <span style="font-weight: bold;">strechu jeepney</span> (to je taky maly busik, hore sa vozia batoziny,obcas prasce a blaznivi turisti ;)) a potom dalsia lod. Takze cesta bola celkom dlha a narocna, ale nakoniec sme prisli na jeden z Caramoan islands.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>Krasne to tam bolo, plaz a domceky, v ktorych sme si ulozili veci, pripravene ugrilovane cerstve kraby, ryby a squids...trochu nam zacalo prsat, takze sme museli pockat, kym sa vydame na prvy <span style="font-weight: bold;">island hopping</span>. Ale v pohode, dali sme si panaka rumu a bolo :). Po obede sme si este zahrali volejbal na plazi a vydali sa na island hopping. Jeden z ostrovov bol ten, kde sa natacal <span style="font-weight: bold;">francuzsky Survivor</span>, tak tam este boli nejake zbytky z natacania. A aj po ceste sme videli nejake televizne staby, asi taliansky alebo bulharsky survivor sa tam este nataca teraz, takze <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3CatDp6Fn8xPcF5GUvkw8w_AYGoMQKPgWp4G6TmGX_AqtnaO9TsB7nx9WZHG4QnM2Ku_DjIcnmt4BgSl8TvdvVOxAmD0t2SzndvuxNggNGBHGoQqXOR8XdVqzTQcmxOTCgNsWHg/s1600-h/P1100320.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3CatDp6Fn8xPcF5GUvkw8w_AYGoMQKPgWp4G6TmGX_AqtnaO9TsB7nx9WZHG4QnM2Ku_DjIcnmt4BgSl8TvdvVOxAmD0t2SzndvuxNggNGBHGoQqXOR8XdVqzTQcmxOTCgNsWHg/s200/P1100320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337759073223566562" border="0" /></a>celkom znicene bloncky tam postavali a my sme na nich cumeli zo strechy tej jeepney...no, neviem, kto by zasluzil cenu survivora viac :)...<br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />Vecer sme posadali okolo stola na veceru. Mali rybu a ry<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE1vtXad5wBs2dW-UaQjBUfvAbbrFBIXaBlF7C1ArZ5vqXLyERocXeW-2iDj-b2C_s7LK6r8GzaaaaQyoClY6SrDKE19FA8VVfuueTrUha5WrrLi1kcljCMWLkFTqqcxJOw4R0Mw/s1600-h/DSC04239.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE1vtXad5wBs2dW-UaQjBUfvAbbrFBIXaBlF7C1ArZ5vqXLyERocXeW-2iDj-b2C_s7LK6r8GzaaaaQyoClY6SrDKE19FA8VVfuueTrUha5WrrLi1kcljCMWLkFTqqcxJOw4R0Mw/s200/DSC04239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337763557227696258" border="0" /></a>zu - takto to bolo na ranajky, obed aj veceru. Este stastie, ze som si zobrala syr, co mi poslala mama, pandesal (take ich pecivo tu) a cibulu - a to bolo moje jedlo na nasledujuce dni. Vecer sa po veceri sedelo, okolo lamp zacali lietat chrobaky dlhe ako ukazovat a siroke ako 2 prsty dokopy, takze sa okolie bavilo na mojom "hmyzom tanci", kedze si tie chrobaky mysleli, ze dalsim svetelnym bodom su moje vlasy! Fuuuuuj!!!No, ale ludia z cestovky, s ktorou sme sli, vytiahli asi 5 flias ginu, takze zacalo byt vsetko jedno a veselo. Hralo sa na gitaru, super vedeli hrat, tak<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHLqBB0BocYZHC8mmPbpI0X16bdrglK3uWWYZM7-ww7hdrecd-w4DsOgAJoNpNr2cSKBLLVWUVGBm4Rh1QijqIpL88sAFHYGM7huKXKpxIOFD5CdH4CVsXf7t1yCK832vqovgSpg/s1600-h/DSC04336.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHLqBB0BocYZHC8mmPbpI0X16bdrglK3uWWYZM7-ww7hdrecd-w4DsOgAJoNpNr2cSKBLLVWUVGBm4Rh1QijqIpL88sAFHYGM7huKXKpxIOFD5CdH4CVsXf7t1yCK832vqovgSpg/s320/DSC04336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337776989938918914" border="0" /></a>ze som na nasledujuce dni nemala skoro vobec hlas, ucili nas filipinske pesnicky, super...traineeci nasi sa fest opili, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Karla skoncila na zachode,</span> blila asi hodinu, dalsia baba - <span style="font-weight: bold;">Michelle,</span> co ju poznam z NaLDS 2007 zasa l<span style="font-weight: bold;">ezala v mori oblecena </span>- akoze ju mame nechat relaxovat a potom l<span style="font-weight: bold;">ezala pod stolom,</span> lebo ze "strasne prudko svietilo svetlo", tak sa musela skryt...a rano sa strasne cudovala, preco ma vlasy od piesku a preco ma mokre oblecenie :D..., <span style="font-weight: bold;">Cees</span> (traineek z Holandska) zasa <span style="font-weight: bold;">rozbil dve lavicky</span>, asi nie su zvyknute na europsku vahu...no, tak som sa o nich poctivo vsetkych starala, kedze ja vydrzim viac ;), pekne som ich ulozila do stanu spolu s takym vtipnym hopkajucim hmyzom, co sa tam vyskytoval a bolo. No, medzitym som samozrejme <span style="font-weight: bold;">nezabuda spadut na schody</span>, lebo som sa smykla, ked som isla po cosi do drevenej chatky, kde sme mali odlozene veci. No, nastastie to dopadlo dobre, skoncila som len so skrabancami a udretym chrbtom. Ale sranda bola ten vecer a to je hlavne :).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiuSWsAJ58tMad13R3t3MuvtltJnvmcgG_H0ZN-HygaCko8WSRSECZju8W3Y6KuCC-SFzjHyr4VeQFgL1O3al96gWzImcu-73X3na18ii2wCz1xZOelQBGl9O4cWW-oG0cng9U9g/s1600-h/DSC04414.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiuSWsAJ58tMad13R3t3MuvtltJnvmcgG_H0ZN-HygaCko8WSRSECZju8W3Y6KuCC-SFzjHyr4VeQFgL1O3al96gWzImcu-73X3na18ii2wCz1xZOelQBGl9O4cWW-oG0cng9U9g/s320/DSC04414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337780035655861154" border="0" /></a><br />Na druhy den sme sli na krasny island hopping, tak sme urobili vela plazovych fotiek, uzili si, ja som sa samozrejme nezabudla spalit a to tak specialne, ze odtlacok vlasov mam nielen na chrbte,ale aj pruh opalenych vlasov na tvari ;). Ale plaze boli uzasne, voda bozi, priezracna... Vecer sme potom sli zasa lodou a jeepneym a ubytovali sme sa v normalnych izbach, ziaden stan uz. Sprcha najprv nezvladala napor vsetkych ludi, ale nakoniec som sa nejak toho piesku, ktory som mala vsade, zbavila. Na veceru zasa ryba a ryza, no, uf. A vecer sa pilo, al<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbQrSSCwumpe2eq0-EQWylUJcp1Ayqig2DqzNW3qsl5Ql_jgWHE9HVl4Eva3lILgcmh5abFasP7ftNlwwYN6POKGXqxsz9MRmSgFdbcOzX2JkF7VM8Kl-QzZxTWJ21Gs5hok_Rpw/s1600-h/DSC04428.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbQrSSCwumpe2eq0-EQWylUJcp1Ayqig2DqzNW3qsl5Ql_jgWHE9HVl4Eva3lILgcmh5abFasP7ftNlwwYN6POKGXqxsz9MRmSgFdbcOzX2JkF7VM8Kl-QzZxTWJ21Gs5hok_Rpw/s320/DSC04428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337783409814490626" border="0" /></a>e ja som isla zodpovedne spat (za sprievodu zacinajuceho karaoke, ktore si tam ti ludia normalne priniesli so sebou!), lebo som vedela, ze na druhy den budem potrebovat vela sily na wakeboarding...<br /></div><br />Rano - prekvapujuco zasa ryba a ryza - ale dobre aspon bolo to, ze bolo kafe a ze sa dala kupit kola za 15 pesos (1/4 eura), tak som pokracovala so mojim pandesalom, syrom a cibulou :D. Potom sme sa po stastnom zbaleni vrhli zasa na strechu jeepney, lod, kde sme sa bavili, co by kto chcel v zivote zazit, co kto najcrazy zazil ....,takze 2 hodky ubehli rychlo...potom sme este nasadli do minibusov a dorazili konecne do arealu s wakeboardingom a kneeboardingom. Inak, areal je celosvetovo znamy (zevraj), su tam vselijake sampionaty a tak...tak sme sa do toho pustili, presli zakladnymi instrukciami, nasadili helmy, vesty a uz nas to tahalo :D. Prikladam fotku ako to asi vyzera, aby sa vedelo preco ma dnes tak neskutocne bolia ruky :D. A este pe<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQCmXtrC8R68CUyB95pA4qKd9B34zBZRfkbK5sn1s6lgsoI9_KBbauFOB-cSyvyK0JBZGbhx_JtZmbccYCtdrxw6aND-EXAYnXFqILD3V0TY7Nv2Qy5BsjqZ9vfOWORiUHlsVsMA/s1600-h/DSC04424.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQCmXtrC8R68CUyB95pA4qKd9B34zBZRfkbK5sn1s6lgsoI9_KBbauFOB-cSyvyK0JBZGbhx_JtZmbccYCtdrxw6aND-EXAYnXFqILD3V0TY7Nv2Qy5BsjqZ9vfOWORiUHlsVsMA/s320/DSC04424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337780044470584866" border="0" /></a>rlicka, kedze som nemohla prist na to, ako spravne frcat, tak som oficilanym vynalezcom tzv. <span style="font-weight: bold;">assboardingu</span>, lebo cely cas som zadkom frcala po vode a nie a nie sa zdvihnut a vyzerat ako normalny surfer...<span style="font-weight: bold;">po 100 m som to vzdala, lebo tak som sa strasne zacala na sebe smiat, ze ako to asi musi vyzerat, ze uz som nemala silu sa udrzat! :D</span>... Super to bolo, krasne miesto, vodne sporty, ludia so spolocnymi zaujimami, to je proste fuuuu..... Vecer sme dali pivko a frcali nazad do Manily.<br /><br />Cesta trvala 10 h, hrali ten isty film (I will kill you NOW) :-S, aircon na plno (uf, neznaaasam klimatizaciu), takze som sa zabalila dekou a snazila sa spat skoro az do rana...<br /><br />Super vikend plny zazitkov, krasnych plazi, slnka, vody, sportu, oddychu, fajn ludi okolo...ako 3 dni dokazu cloveku obohatit zivot, ze?Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com38tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-17876213937917389202009-05-07T20:45:00.002+08:002009-05-07T20:52:30.949+08:00Bielorusko-Filipinska spolupraca alebo ako Azia vnima obchod s vychodoeuropskymi krajinamiKonferencia o Bielorusko-Filipinskej exportnej a importnej spolupraci. No, Noli mi hovori, ze Ty vyzeras jak oni, tak chod :-S....no, tak sme sli s Bryanom. No, vsetci uplne zmateni, ze co tam robi Slovenka, co vyzera ako Ruska a Kanadan, co vyzera jak Japonec medzi vsetkymi Bielorusmi a Filipincami :D....No a to bolo <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-bmIMNQe2UhI0-_sHunr_Z7Y4nQaPVlyesgjwZUuRwJevDbpZWtYfZ2Su5Z2XTA5hT3wMX1OabwQO9lrFQ9vxzlTWD1omqYdkKATXAGvm56H2LGrmTjAPBcIvAc1YZk96H-owXw/s1600-h/P1100190.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-bmIMNQe2UhI0-_sHunr_Z7Y4nQaPVlyesgjwZUuRwJevDbpZWtYfZ2Su5Z2XTA5hT3wMX1OabwQO9lrFQ9vxzlTWD1omqYdkKATXAGvm56H2LGrmTjAPBcIvAc1YZk96H-owXw/s200/P1100190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333063996428949650" border="0" /></a>teda. Zacalo to zahranim filipinskej a dlhokanskej bieloruskej hymny a potom privitanim delegacie Bieloruska, ze ako su Filipincania radi, ze Bielorusi prisli. No, to bolo totalne vidiet, ako sa tvarili Bielorusi - prevazne ako vzdy oblecenych do svetlych oblekov s koselami s kratkym rukavom - ze im je to uplne akoze bla bla bla,jasne, ze vitajte, my chceme business.<br /><br />No, nasledovala prezentacia Bieloruska, ze ako je to tam super, 10 mil obyvatelov, plne industrializovana krajina, socialne demokraticky stat, vyvozu plno, aj agrikulture a vede sa dari a ze proste vsetko mame a vy od nas kupujte. Vsetko sa samozrejme prekladalo do bielorustiny, anglictina na vyssich bieloruskych postoch nie je samozrejmostou. Oproti nim vyznela filipinska prezentacia akoze my sme najlepsi vo vyvoze kokosovych orechov, well....too weak for eastern european business, by som povedala.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcch4WRQFH3P4yevAAZb2w3-laeUFQ96QBEUOCpkql1PoqoSABuTp97o17kc0Hm_jk5botTu3chV6tmGvS8_-iVp1fhAGKfg0CiBGZX0-EAvyK8cdiH9rVe9PXP550Zav_tRAKqg/s1600-h/P1100189.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcch4WRQFH3P4yevAAZb2w3-laeUFQ96QBEUOCpkql1PoqoSABuTp97o17kc0Hm_jk5botTu3chV6tmGvS8_-iVp1fhAGKfg0CiBGZX0-EAvyK8cdiH9rVe9PXP550Zav_tRAKqg/s200/P1100189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333063991671761186" border="0" /></a><br />Nakoniec sme tam s Bryanom fakt posobili ako exoti, pretoze po spomenuti slova consulting myslim vypli pocuvanie a povedali, ze 'Ty moje vyrobky ako optiku, lasery alebo traktory nekupis'. To, ze by im nasa market entry strategy pomohla hooodne, na to nepocuju. No, proste bola to mega reflexia na to, ako frci business u nas - tvrda ponuka, dopyt a frcime domov a tu, bla bla bla bla, vitajte, sme radi, ze ste prisli, stanme sa kamosmi a robme business spolu....a aki sme my fakt vychodoeuropania strasne taki hrrr a trochu arogantni, taki trochu nevychovanci...ale inak, ked o mne zistili, ze som Slovenka, tak zlati boli, ze heeej, Bratislava, Zilina :), ale boli sklamani, ze nevravim po rusky, no, takze zazitok a tiez trochu priprava na reverse culture shock ;)<br /><br />No, ale najzaujimavejsie zo vsetkeho bol chlapik - filipinec, co obchoduje s ocelou - ktory sedel vedla mna. Zacal sa ma pytat, ze ci ma Bielorusko more (kvoli doprave) a ci maju bieloruske firmy post selling service (teraz tolko otazne pri cinskych autach), lebo to je hlavne to, preco nechcu kupovat vyrobky z europy. Z EU nechcu kvoli vysokym cenam, ale z ostatnych krajin kvoli tomuto a este vravel, ze vychodoeuropski obchodnici su nedovercivi a robia business uplne inak ako aziati a ze sa nechcu prisposobit. A este vravel, ze vychodoeuropski businessmani sa nevedia predat, chyba marketing, aj ked vyrobky su velmi konkurencne schopne. Tak super vidiet takyto pohlad na vec. Presne to si aj ja myslim, ze to pochadza proste z komunizmu - zostan v rade, nevystrkuj sa. Nie sme Amerika, ktora vie aj prazdny sacik predat s usmevom. Mozno sme na seba viac prisni a nevieme predavat, lebo si myslime, ze tam niekde je niekto, kto je urcite lepsi a ze sak, co robime je dobre a to sa ma predavat samo...Cudzi jazyk a orientacie na vnutorne trhy, nedovera v azijske trhy by mohla byt tiez jednym z dovodov...ale hlavne aj to, ze sa nam podla mna nechce robit vyskumy, materialy, prezentacie... 8-)<br /><br />Takze tak, zasa dalsi AHA den tu, ktory mi otvoril oci o obchode v nasej malej Europe...Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-88128582135849715152009-04-30T17:56:00.004+08:002009-04-30T18:32:13.697+08:00Ake je to plavat s velrybim zralokom<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF482-jsbEf9ezeCoL09QnM8EAAKiU3w5fwjrInI1mXNm6s3bELjLu6XgNY4tkzT2RgQnp_g5_C40hm8MyZjC4ZKIkMHZl-iz7tZTm0iXGX389nDSmkGd_cQLpukUMEcMdOfCu1Q/s1600-h/DSC07610.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF482-jsbEf9ezeCoL09QnM8EAAKiU3w5fwjrInI1mXNm6s3bELjLu6XgNY4tkzT2RgQnp_g5_C40hm8MyZjC4ZKIkMHZl-iz7tZTm0iXGX389nDSmkGd_cQLpukUMEcMdOfCu1Q/s200/DSC07610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330428612664395762" border="0" /></a><br />Je to 20 m dlhe, 2 m siroke a nie je to lodka. Presne tak, velrybi zralok, najobrovskejsia ryba, co som kedy videla a pri ktorej som kedy plavala. S obrovskymi ustami, cez ktore prejde (zevraj) len plankton, takze cloveku nic nehrozi (zevraj).<br /><br />Takze ako to cele vyzeralo. Hura akcia sa odohrala v marci, ked sa 5 united colours of beneton traineekov (ducht, polish, peru, romania, slovakia) rozhodlo, z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOsOKwf4BbQK-pKN4jbnkSZLgYNGKFqCYXhVupBL8JONxRyXT9wOIZ7nVvs2eQUle_p3P63QzNhv9APwAaA0EiPiY3CTZPwBiKG1RFYxmNIstYqkmapwBfQHJ___YAKrutWDOODg/s1600-h/Whale+shark+swimming.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOsOKwf4BbQK-pKN4jbnkSZLgYNGKFqCYXhVupBL8JONxRyXT9wOIZ7nVvs2eQUle_p3P63QzNhv9APwAaA0EiPiY3CTZPwBiKG1RFYxmNIstYqkmapwBfQHJ___YAKrutWDOODg/s200/Whale+shark+swimming.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330429673966478706" border="0" /></a>e si pojde zaplavat s rybickami na vikend. Miesto sa vola Donsol a je na juhu Luzonu. My sme tam leteli, sak co sa budeme terigat busom 12 hodin. Rano nas cakala este hladacka ubytka a zjednavanie ceny (ako to uz na Filipinach s cestovanim byva) a potom sup na lodku.<br /><br />Vyfasovali sme plutvy a snorchle a vyrazili na more aj s posadkou. Chlapik si vyliezol na stoziar a odtial pozoroval, ci sa mu v okoli lodky cosi nemihne. A ono sa mihlo hned asi za 5 min po odjzde. Takze rychlo nasunut plutvy, nasadit snorchle a sup do vody. A uz sme nasledovali chlapika, ktory sledoval velrybu. Stale som netusila, co sa mi udeje, ked zbadam niekde (pod sebou, vedla seba, neviem kde) nieco obrovske a pohybujuce sa na svoju velkost pomaly...a potom to prislo, prvy rev zacal byt peruviansky a to sme vedeli, ze Karla rybku zbadala. Takze hlava nehlava sme plavali tym smerom a tam to bolo - cosi sede, so zltymi podkami, priamo podomnou! Sa mi dych zastavil, ze som ani od ulaku nemohla kricat...to bol moj prvy zazitok. Rybka ale hned uplavala, takze sup na lod. Po dalsich 5-10 min nasledoval druhy zoskok a to bolo nieco. Uz som vedela, co cakat a pripominala som si "hlavne dychaj :)". A rybka sa nastastie vynorila dalej odomna, tak som si mohla odhadnut, ako pri nej plavat (odporuca sa na vzdialenost 3 metrov, hl<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5kI87pJdduuhflWCDDZxZ5eNBQuOApUk9yRjTGY3PFjX_48gRyoIcW_x-9qUr9ehbDb8jkAiUxVi_IX4t2u1x5Q7e1z7a_9fEPrxZztRe56aNDmAtYMbfM30M8SyJgGg2G1dXMw/s1600-h/Whale+shark+swimming+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 105px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5kI87pJdduuhflWCDDZxZ5eNBQuOApUk9yRjTGY3PFjX_48gRyoIcW_x-9qUr9ehbDb8jkAiUxVi_IX4t2u1x5Q7e1z7a_9fEPrxZztRe56aNDmAtYMbfM30M8SyJgGg2G1dXMw/s200/Whale+shark+swimming+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330430248993088914" border="0" /></a>avne od chvosta dalej). A plavala som s nou dlhe 2 minuty - uuuuuuzasnyyyy pocit. More, podvodne ticho a obrovsky mily tvor, ktory necha cloveka pri sebe plavat....<br /><br />Po tretom zoskoku som sa odvazila aj blizsie, takze rybka bola na dotyk a ja som mohla vidiet jej obrovsku hlavu, ziabre a desiatky malych rybiciek pohybujucich sa okolo nej ako strazci...Mali sme to stastie vidiet asi 6. Zazitok nad zazitky.Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-21783373037446908632009-04-26T21:53:00.002+08:002009-04-30T19:12:46.726+08:00Kohutie zapasy na Filipinach<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ3V3IlKZRx2g4lG4VAECuwu9nNZ45eP4E5xg10uts5lfOx8OztUvewUvhaaVdVif9oZGp2ss21uMicvRpo33DxZ37lHrsUdvptLunQotQBLbP_nvQBH85iLc8b3veUMTcu2EYdg/s1600-h/Kohutie+zapasy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 175px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ3V3IlKZRx2g4lG4VAECuwu9nNZ45eP4E5xg10uts5lfOx8OztUvewUvhaaVdVif9oZGp2ss21uMicvRpo33DxZ37lHrsUdvptLunQotQBLbP_nvQBH85iLc8b3veUMTcu2EYdg/s200/Kohutie+zapasy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330436906496699266" border="0" /></a><br />No, lepsie by som to ani nepopisala (skopirovane z clanku na idnes.cz):<br /><br />Publikum hučí jako smyslů zbavené a scéna připomíná setkání šílené sekty. Ve vzduchu je krev a smrt. Aby ne, kohoutí bojovníci s žiletkami na masivních pařátech se v ringu vůbec nešetří. Pro Filipínce jsou něco jako olympionici a jejich zápasy jsou jakýmsi zvráceným svátkem.<br /><br /><p>Kohoutí zápasy nebyly vždy jen doménou asijských zemí. V Latinské Americe si slepice dávají taky dobře do zobáků a mám pocit, že i v Novém Mexiku. Někdy v devatenáctém století lítala pírka vzduchem i v Anglii. Teď tam mají už jen ilegální zápasy psů.</p> <p>Na drtivé většině míst už jsou zápasy hlídané jakousi mezinárodní asociací, ovšem tady na Filipínách se na tyhle blbosti nehraje. Nabroušené žiletky na pařátech kohoutů jsou toho důkazem. Kohouti se pěstují výhradně pro boj.</p> <p>Kohouti, kteří se utkávají v tomhle zápase na život a na smrt, jsou jiní než opelichanci, kteří postávají na zadělaným dvorku u vaší babičky. Vypulírovaní jako nový model kabrioletu, ustřihnutý hřebínek, masivní pařáty. Peří se jim blýská ve všech barvách duhy.</p> <p>Kruhová aréna je naplněná lidmi. Bojiště je obehnáno skleněnou stěnou. Před každým soubojem se kohouti nejprve rozdráždí. Majitelé bojovníků je přikládají k sobě a kohouti se můžou zbláznit. Peří na krku se jim načepýří a přítomnost jiného kohouta je uvádí do bojového transu.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4PaYUx8YYbDc2-ovmWxkBG1PzIVer51pcaXuWDDm3hf_iLvw0-gH4X0oDFfvaoj2ircfN4jp8-39YHv6nZAAU8PD0dNTg_wU2JGrClIGUq-dklVHTl9WeHXojd31nyKic-faMXA/s1600-h/Kohutie+zapasy+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 170px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4PaYUx8YYbDc2-ovmWxkBG1PzIVer51pcaXuWDDm3hf_iLvw0-gH4X0oDFfvaoj2ircfN4jp8-39YHv6nZAAU8PD0dNTg_wU2JGrClIGUq-dklVHTl9WeHXojd31nyKic-faMXA/s200/Kohutie+zapasy+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330439250905887970" border="0" /></a></p><p>Publikum hlučí jako smyslů zbavené . Vzduchem lítají zmuchlané prachy a sázkaři je zkušeně chytají do rukou se zlatými prsteny. Jak vědí, kdo jim kolik dal a na koho vsadil, jsem nepochopil. Musí mít v hlavě počítač, jinak to není možné.</p> Najednou všechno naráz utichne.<br /><br /><p>Při boji zůstává v aréně jen rozhodčí a oba ptáci. Na jedné noze mají nasazenou ostruhu, ostrou jako břitva. A nic se neděje. Oba ptáci vypadají, jako kdyby je nejvíc zajímalo, jestli nejsou v podlaze žížaly. Sem tam si ďobnou a nijak se k sobě nemají.</p> <p>Přesto se na ně rozzářené oči všech v publiku upírají jako zmagnetizované. Celá hala čeká v posvátném tichu. </p> <p>A pak se jako bleskem dá všechno do pohybu. Náraz dvou malých těl, pleskot křídel a odlítající peří. Publikum zahučí, jako když Baroš popáté mine prázdnou branku. Oba ptáci do sebe narazí jako dva kameny a změní se v jeden rozmazaný tvar, který se otáčí rychlostí blesku. Klubko zuřivosti. Jejich fyziognomie se promění. Z hromady peří se rázem stala bojová mašina, načepýřená koule s napřaženými pařáty, která zuřivě poletuje vzduchem. Občas se ozve břinknutí, jak ostruhy narazí do sebe.</p> <p>Trvá to jen desítky sekund. Na podlahu bojiště se snášejí peříčka a pak se ozve takové suché křupnutí. Jeden kohout padnul jako podťatý a ze zobáku se na podlahu řine krev, až je z ní velká louže. Je konec.</p><p>Rozhodčí polomrtvého ptáka ještě zvedne a pustí na zem, ale ten už nemá oporu v nohách, prostě sebou pleskne a naposledy škubne nohama. Je mi trochu zle. </p> <p>Arénu rychle zametou, krev se vsákne do hliněného základu a na scénu přicházejí další gladiátoři, žijící pro smrt. Vystřídá se jich tu dnes desítky. Jeden vždy zemře. Neviděl jsem souboj, kdy přežili oba ptáci. Někdy jsou zranění tak vážná, že nepřežije ani jeden z nich.</p> <p>Někdy to trvá dvacet sekund a je po všem, někdy do sebe oba kohouti řežou dlouhých pět minut, než jeden z nich definitivně opustí tento svět.</p><p>Kohoutí zápasy jsou výhradně mužskou záležitostí. Podařený chov dokáže přinést svému majiteli vyhledávanou prestiž a respekt. Něco na tom bude.<br /></p><p><span style="font-weight: bold;">...takze takto sme si to zazili aj spolu so Sisou a Beou minulu sobotu - jedine zenske, jedini belosi, asi jedini, co si nevsadili. Videli sme asi 15 zapasov, najkratsi trval 9 sekund a bolo po kohutikovi. Fakt to tam presne vyzera tak, ako chlapik popisal v clanku - ako v nejakom koloseu.</span></p><p><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Oplati sa to vidiet uz aj kvoli tomu, co sa na tejto zemi deje, ake su hodnoty a zaluby jednotlivych krajin...a ze to cele sponzoruje Coca Cola bol tiez celkom zaujimavy poznatok...tak ci onak, zasa raz zazitok suviasiaci s prekonanim odporu tam vobec ist. AHA moment ako vysity!</span><br /></p><p><br /></p>Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-24412155592261708552009-04-24T09:44:00.001+08:002009-04-24T13:26:31.366+08:00Miesto na zemeguli, kde slovenska noha este nevkrocila (vlastne, uz hej ;))<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBWgB3-_9EjCmy9dQZ4-hUh9QNPNBkG4QQllPM6gvgjD7VY1zPCF_qYFnZqElO0okuUHevWVfiE9EOSZVVQxqpnlu8gRRVa-yq8Q0VeHCLOpMYbI-9hT8XTciQWU-glMHKqGWR2Q/s1600-h/P1090468.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBWgB3-_9EjCmy9dQZ4-hUh9QNPNBkG4QQllPM6gvgjD7VY1zPCF_qYFnZqElO0okuUHevWVfiE9EOSZVVQxqpnlu8gRRVa-yq8Q0VeHCLOpMYbI-9hT8XTciQWU-glMHKqGWR2Q/s200/P1090468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328069932099167826" border="0" /></a><br /><o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="country-region"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="City"></o:smarttagtype><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if !mso]><object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"></object> <style> st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } </style> <![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:11.0pt; font-family:"Courier New"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal"><a name="OLE_LINK1"><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;">Filipiny su velmi lahko “scestovatelne”. Lacne letenky na ostrovy, celkom dobra infrastruktura miestnych busov. A ako sa dostat na vyhlasene ostrovy ako Palawan, Bohol, Negros, Boracay</span></a><a name="OLE_LINK1"><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;"> alebo Mindoro je super popisane v Lonely Planet.<br /></span></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a name="OLE_LINK1"><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p></o:p></span></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;">Tentokrat som sa vsak roz</span></span><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;">hodla ist po inych </span></span><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;">stopach a to navstiv</span></span><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;">it ostrov Lubang, zapadne od </span></span><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;">Mindora, kde zarucene este slovenska noha </span></span><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;">nevkrocila</span></span><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;">. Kol</span></span><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;">ega traineecky Dany z Kanady je totiz okrem ucitela na Azijskom institute Enterpreneurshipu aj farmarom, pestuje kukuricu a okrem toho vlastni cast ostrovu Lubang. Tak sme sa tam vybrali na par dni...</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;">Cesta do Batangas autom, zastavenie sa v Tagaytay, povestnom sopkou uprostred jazera Taal. </span></span><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">My sme si vsak vychutnali ranajky – </span></span><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">Bangsilog – typicke filipinske – garlic rice, vaji</span></span><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">cko a ryba :)....a k tomu BANANY – all you can </span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwKSTZ7aN_q_rMqgY7EsAWTuS8HC0uttlFU7ozFq_mjxWlRaeqsRy7lCd_vq1EZiECqkF8QBrr0pigBTnb6_bG85ju3iEoyTQ3ZD_YEYjgU6LIWdCLBG206Ue9KyT2lHenveJh7Q/s1600-h/P1090490.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwKSTZ7aN_q_rMqgY7EsAWTuS8HC0uttlFU7ozFq_mjxWlRaeqsRy7lCd_vq1EZiECqkF8QBrr0pigBTnb6_bG85ju3iEoyTQ3ZD_YEYjgU6LIWdCLBG206Ue9KyT2lHenveJh7Q/s200/P1090490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328073281745624962" border="0" /></a><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">eat!!! VBantangas sme ledva stihli jedinu lod,</span></span><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;"> ktora nas na Lubang mohla dostat. Dostali sme “prvu triedu” – na st</span></span><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">reche <st1:place st="on"><st1:city st="on">lodi</st1:city></st1:place>. Nastastie sme <st1:place st="on"><st1:country-region st="on">ma</st1:country-region></st1:place></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;"><st1:place st="on"><st1:country-region st="on">li</st1:country-region></st1:place> nad sebou este </span></span><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">nejake dosky, inak by moje – aj tak brutaln</span></span><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">e spalenie, kedze som zaspala – bolo este brutalnejsie. 5 hodinova plavba s Nigerijcankou Uzo, Kanadanskou Danou a 2 filipincanmi ale stala za to. More, slnko a nutela s grahamovymi s</span></span><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">usienkami (alebo naopak :)) nam robila popri</span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2atqBgTsKPGsNe15WWQn-zIKnrCj979D0g7hNoWml3ZQ0g-1h4lr9licBJoH6-RRXOEM4Be4xFHiEcjizIvtcgbS-bMOqeNDK-qZYACBPQqBCC3SMGkysmQwezVNhfOyKVi5Wew/s1600-h/P1090558.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2atqBgTsKPGsNe15WWQn-zIKnrCj979D0g7hNoWml3ZQ0g-1h4lr9licBJoH6-RRXOEM4Be4xFHiEcjizIvtcgbS-bMOqeNDK-qZYACBPQqBCC3SMGkysmQwezVNhfOyKVi5Wew/s200/P1090558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328078397955714258" border="0" /></a><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;"> asi dalsich 50 Filipincanoch spolocnost.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">Pri vystupovani na breh sm</span></span><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">e sa museli predierat tisickami plastikovych sackov – way behind mojej predstavy o “privatnej plazi”. Pomedzi nas sa este </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">predierali vsetci mozni rodinni prislusnici s taskami plnymi masa alebo poloroztopenymi tortami, ktore priniesli</span></span><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;"> ako “pasalubong” - nieco ako darcek z Manily.<br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">Ocitli sme sa v dedinke Looc, ktoreho obyvatelia asi moc beloc</span></span><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">hov este nezazili, takze asi po 5 odpovedi na to, ako sa volam a</span></span><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;"> odkial som sme konecne zakotvili v rodinnom dome Boba – farmara a jeh</span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGvhT4by2T6Z9HzkAaJl5qdTccu1xUZKzp0SwxSyOeDzB9cV_9FqYgde-hjtfjtf45svWLZU9kOotOBDr3YV-CBwPfcfwED1voId37xSOwritjvZLSAerwlnkqMmHt2N3Fs8v9uw/s1600-h/P1090650.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGvhT4by2T6Z9HzkAaJl5qdTccu1xUZKzp0SwxSyOeDzB9cV_9FqYgde-hjtfjtf45svWLZU9kOotOBDr3YV-CBwPfcfwED1voId37xSOwritjvZLSAerwlnkqMmHt2N3Fs8v9uw/s200/P1090650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328087182201240098" border="0" /></a><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">o rodiny, ktora tvori zaklad a vlastne cely tym miestneho ucitelskeho zboru. Cakal nas v</span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSAoHg0fpd65M_yKCuhVUahriotdLr9DPe03zCqFphz1wWfzYzv9hOT4ilzO1OD0s8p66g-T_pnvKgQ-1KqlOdAhTlyD_QgcAkjQwqttx2qwtgTPEbQf_gzUn1GjKo9UMXSsE1KA/s1600-h/P1090553.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSAoHg0fpd65M_yKCuhVUahriotdLr9DPe03zCqFphz1wWfzYzv9hOT4ilzO1OD0s8p66g-T_pnvKgQ-1KqlOdAhTlyD_QgcAkjQwqttx2qwtgTPEbQf_gzUn1GjKo9UMXSsE1KA/s200/P1090553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328091436720847842" border="0" /></a><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">y</span></span><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">datny obed a bohate pohostenie – na to, ze v tomto dome este nebola pred </span></span><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">rokom elektrina, na sprchu</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;"> a </span></span><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">splachovaci zachod zabudnite.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">Rozhodli sme sa, ze stanovat na plaz sa vyberieme az zajtra,</span></span><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;"> a ze dnes po unavnej celodennej ceste prespime v dome – bez skla na oknach, len sietky, v izbe, ktora pat</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">rila relativne novemu manzelskemu paru (sudiac podla darov zo svatby – vacsinou nabozensky orientovanych – sosky, taniere s napisom “Relax, God’s in charge” – ake typicke pre filipinsku pasivnu kulturu ;))</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;">Druhy den rano sm</span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2fdo9jLLkA0K4sVUry6hNwjJhNZI6LRYIy76-kMhnK_rc2ptmUwyBhEIjnDg4f8bUsFdFRaTAup16cY5KwWJ366O4DeLHXZA5e5fml4ojS8mXUbzH4hU3RWisS4v9mIwEhOQpoQ/s1600-h/P1090573.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2fdo9jLLkA0K4sVUry6hNwjJhNZI6LRYIy76-kMhnK_rc2ptmUwyBhEIjnDg4f8bUsFdFRaTAup16cY5KwWJ366O4DeLHXZA5e5fml4ojS8mXUbzH4hU3RWisS4v9mIwEhOQpoQ/s200/P1090573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328081500543142290" border="0" /></a><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;">e sa rybarskou lodou vybrali na “tu plaz”. Fakt, ani zivacka, este </span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs0adSBk4nIsqNwioExIFP8o-BVJX_kE8h2a1stxI6nJ1ymJC2aNX9gTLQzRybUT0LGXMsrEx6-ufKrtV9oTkgkVnwUfyYqX4YQKpuKFJDftNNqikPX4aVpQ_wky5RcuWeaEEaYQ/s1600-h/P1090595.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs0adSBk4nIsqNwioExIFP8o-BVJX_kE8h2a1stxI6nJ1ymJC2aNX9gTLQzRybUT0LGXMsrEx6-ufKrtV9oTkgkVnwUfyYqX4YQKpuKFJDftNNqikPX4aVpQ_wky5RcuWeaEEaYQ/s200/P1090595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328095663356633426" border="0" /></a><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;">sme si ju aj museli sami upravovat, aby </span></span><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;">sa dali rozlozit 2 stany...nasledovala prehliadka, pocas ktorej som mala moznost ochutnat kesu p</span></span><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;">lod. </span></span><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">Ano, kesu je orech a preto rastie na strome. To, ze vyzera ako paprika, to je druha vec. Ta “paprika” sa odtrhne a zost</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">ane len “to kesu”. Takze asi preto je to tak drahe, bo z jedneho stromu mozu mat tolko kesu ako my napriklad jablk z jablone. Este sme nakrmili Karabaov – “miestne kravy” a “osprchovali” sa v jedinom prameni cerstvej vody, ktory na ostrove je. A potom nasledovali dlhe prechadzky po</span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaJa2ISy0zlyqF76IsaLS9-VV_OKnvw6KieL_NcOQD8aphYjOIe9JHAlNpjKsKSVCXbul1T5KZn4dr4LvMaJDSGopRQcFm4On3-lXlU_d1FAtCS2n1lcKy4zQWzdLaTGGpsT6l4Q/s1600-h/P1090643.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaJa2ISy0zlyqF76IsaLS9-VV_OKnvw6KieL_NcOQD8aphYjOIe9JHAlNpjKsKSVCXbul1T5KZn4dr4LvMaJDSGopRQcFm4On3-lXlU_d1FAtCS2n1lcKy4zQWzdLaTGGpsT6l4Q/s200/P1090643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328123627311670930" border="0" /></a><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;"> osamotenej plazi, kupanie v osamotenom mori, presuvanie uteraka kam len chces, oddych v “hamoku” – teda hupajucej sietke spolu s “Evou”, co mi tu este mama casopis vo februari priniesla:). Vecer sme potom ochutnali miestnu rybaciu polievku so zelenym mangom </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW7wUvYUiYVIDC8aHczcrtNhBiJyvLyRTsY4zSyg8chjNSUSePwV20FiUGLoWO9S7PudJe8sgpt7Elo2LvHx35JsRQqk6giZl3qCfBqqMuNQShtGMtNYYt-b819ETeYttody7ecQ/s1600-h/P1090606.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW7wUvYUiYVIDC8aHczcrtNhBiJyvLyRTsY4zSyg8chjNSUSePwV20FiUGLoWO9S7PudJe8sgpt7Elo2LvHx35JsRQqk6giZl3qCfBqqMuNQShtGMtNYYt-b819ETeYttody7ecQ/s200/P1090606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328115519005641106" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">a upiekli na ohni cerstvo vylovenu rybu, ktoru nam doniesol miestny rybar, ktor</span></span><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">y zbadal </span></span><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;">ohen a prisiel sa “ohriat”.<br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;">“Bohuzial” sme museli zostat este o den dlhsie, lebo lod premava len, ked sa zadari. Cestu nazad som stravila na predku lode, sama, s hudbou v usiach a vychadzajucim slnkom...aky to perfektny rozdiel voci preplnenym plazam a “hot dovlenkov</span></span><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;">ym spotom”.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;">A, ze viem, ze mam miesto na zemi, kde som sa ocitla ako vobec prvy Slovak...zarucene ;).<br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAikgdnKZKM3XHmpHnLjCyO_e7TXEM6BxrEcnrYFdnlvS2QOvnj0NUK6TmX8IXOa9wxm2YyxJN1rDM8CtyE6JSM2akI4VDTlaJmEdBzCfrho9Jld2et2bu3RIq-FRyEzlicryT1A/s1600-h/P1090633.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAikgdnKZKM3XHmpHnLjCyO_e7TXEM6BxrEcnrYFdnlvS2QOvnj0NUK6TmX8IXOa9wxm2YyxJN1rDM8CtyE6JSM2akI4VDTlaJmEdBzCfrho9Jld2et2bu3RIq-FRyEzlicryT1A/s200/P1090633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328121916241925938" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=""><span lang="ES-PE" style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-30165351119166421372009-04-13T10:22:00.005+08:002009-04-13T17:20:20.269+08:00Crucifix na FilipinachPred odchodom na Filipiny mi oco vravi: “Filipiny? No, viem o nich, ze su tam pekne dievcata a ze sa tam tusim ukrizovavaju na Velku noc”. No, prve (podla vyskytu belochov) potvrdene a to druhe som si dala za ciel overit.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4PYHCgB_VM10zhy1NCVBF3ZoL9d5qaZ1FI17WA58_v-_29rAGU0owhy_obIkXSTSY_khFLO87daSj_8JDEdhvruc0LkMq1Z5_55TjluMMtcFCy6BsDcg2-_DHiFm9CDkx0khrUQ/s1600-h/P1090676.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4PYHCgB_VM10zhy1NCVBF3ZoL9d5qaZ1FI17WA58_v-_29rAGU0owhy_obIkXSTSY_khFLO87daSj_8JDEdhvruc0LkMq1Z5_55TjluMMtcFCy6BsDcg2-_DHiFm9CDkx0khrUQ/s200/P1090676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324066082337907026" border="0" /></a><br />Cele v<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">elkonocne sviatky su</span> tu uuuplne <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">ine.</span> Sviatok je vo stvrtok a na Velky piatok, kedy sa nepredava ani alkohol a v radiach sa nehra rock music ako sme sa dozvedeli od taxikara. V pondelok ziaden sviatok, vsetci na mna cumia, ze preco mame sviatok v pondelok, ze sak Jezis vstal z mrtvych v nedelu, no... A Manila je totalne prazdna. Vsetci cestuju von do ich dediniek s celou rodinou alebo vyuziju volno a frcia na plaze.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Ja som si pekne krasne na Velky piatok pockala. A dockala som sa. Vyrazili sme s kolegynou Karlou (z Peru) smer Pampanga, San Fernando, Kutud. O 12 na obed to malo zacat a uz o 10 sme stretavali prvych odhodlancov, co sa buchali do chrbta zvazkom drevenych paliciek uviazanych na vrkoci z handier. Aby im z toho tiekla krv, tak urceni “dobraci” im urobili par rezny<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU7EjEq4tFA9YY-vLbOSHQaJHVQCtCzYjDJHt4LGtXpsdgFUWTGKn57TSFQHSz2t0iXPBgW4LQGLydm_D17G7izxJOcDUb7DzNTnl6v2yP7HtTCK6zflhwA8XWwAMuV0X_rSinvw/s1600-h/P1090670.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU7EjEq4tFA9YY-vLbOSHQaJHVQCtCzYjDJHt4LGtXpsdgFUWTGKn57TSFQHSz2t0iXPBgW4LQGLydm_D17G7izxJOcDUb7DzNTnl6v2yP7HtTCK6zflhwA8XWwAMuV0X_rSinvw/s200/P1090670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324069831578008210" border="0" /></a>ch ran pomocou drevenej kefy s rybimi supinami. Tak si pochodovali za sebou, hlavy zakrite tmavymi satkami a na nich replika trnovej koruny. Karla sa chcela presvedcit, ci je krv naozaj prava, tak podisla blizsie k jednemu z nich, co sa jej vypomstilo par kvapkami krvi na obleceni.<br /></div><br />Aby sme si chytili aspon ake-take miesta, dorazili sme na miesto uz o pol 11. Zbadali sme podium so stolickami a par japoncami. A ze podme sa spytat, kolko stoji VIP stand. A oni, ze nic, len sa zaregistrujte a napiste odkial ste. Tak sme si caka<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY_Kp5g1pbta-2aYgXWnq72ePa3jsdgf7LxL_1SxEJxTRTjGfOHe_AVL4JPsS2_58JGAfaW7Qd0C4bbwLuXPQX5bFe9wu5PP7PtDGdg4zE-k12bPkj6zFQm0yPA9xTgjlitQe7_g/s1600-h/P1090735.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY_Kp5g1pbta-2aYgXWnq72ePa3jsdgf7LxL_1SxEJxTRTjGfOHe_AVL4JPsS2_58JGAfaW7Qd0C4bbwLuXPQX5bFe9wu5PP7PtDGdg4zE-k12bPkj6zFQm0yPA9xTgjlitQe7_g/s200/P1090735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324071178727404290" border="0" /></a>nie aspon kratili v tieni,blizko maleho kopceka s troma krizami, kde sa malo ukrizovanie odohravat, obklopeni dalsimi turistami, ktori sa nebali opytat na ViP miesta – z Grecka, US, Nemecka, Indonezie...Okolo 12 zacali testovat mikrofony pomocou oznomov o potrebe uvolneni taxika z nejakeho parkovacieho miesta alebo dokonca vyzyvali stratenych spoluturistov z “Ceskoslovenska”, nech zakyvaju z davu, ze kde su, ze ich ostatni hladaju uz hodinu.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhScPinm94INmwojOP1lLtCtxwvc58SRhv7g5JNNZC1BS-x9nz1DOHfRH2b_Qh6d83kW2NKBLSve9gBUcpImcl6q2r1UuguYnuD0__7xOmtFiqUOT4rwef5XMkAMz2pWBwJGNT1Iw/s1600-h/P1090697.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhScPinm94INmwojOP1lLtCtxwvc58SRhv7g5JNNZC1BS-x9nz1DOHfRH2b_Qh6d83kW2NKBLSve9gBUcpImcl6q2r1UuguYnuD0__7xOmtFiqUOT4rwef5XMkAMz2pWBwJGNT1Iw/s200/P1090697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324076218845169858" border="0" /></a><br />A potom to prislo. Ako posledna cast “possession play” teda celeho Jezisovho putovania na kriz prisli filipinci v maskach vojakov, matka Jezisa, Maria a ostatne placuce zeny a samozrejme “Jezis”. <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Este posledny oznam, ze obecenstvo ma respektovat ukrizujuceho a ze chyba alkohol na stagi na dezinfekciu. Potom uz nasledovalo prve BUCH a vzdych sokovaneho publika, druhe BUCH a uz ho dvihali hore. </span>Potom este 2 BUCHY a uz mal prikovane aj nohy. “Matka Jezisa” zacala bedakat, potom nejaky monolog „tych zlych“ a potom sa este ten ukrizovany premohol na monolog na krizi – este stale akoze hral. No, po asi 3 minutach mu vytiahli klince a brali prec, aby mu mohli rany co najskor obviazat.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVpGl8lvbcGXkG8IsrdBDk2C-tQ8Yn5ocdLslh7rKD3wPevg5Fo4iT90k4a61peiOe0iPd-Ww88cMU1fM8lTl5aK0mlVpoXMJkMSFcmvSXxvEQRGWHLqBiHAXIb4CNpJpUmeMzUg/s1600-h/P1090741.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVpGl8lvbcGXkG8IsrdBDk2C-tQ8Yn5ocdLslh7rKD3wPevg5Fo4iT90k4a61peiOe0iPd-Ww88cMU1fM8lTl5aK0mlVpoXMJkMSFcmvSXxvEQRGWHLqBiHAXIb4CNpJpUmeMzUg/s200/P1090741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324076221262444738" border="0" /></a><br />Potom nasledoval oznam, ze obecenstvo ma zachovat respekt k dalsim 12 ludom, ktori sa idu dat ukrizovat - medzi inymi aj nejaky australcan. No, po styroch nam stacilo, tak sme sa predrali medzi odchadzajucich turistov, ktori sa zdvihli na odchod hned po prvom.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_ZlO7iqDUwwomwIEGXVe-1Y1fdvyPhrY0aggGy15qNIIXGK6uygzM3JiKXFmdfNHj6hiA2ypm4yfUWRT5xn00yzgfRr3bdKZpgmF87hjFUFQrKCvHzIEmhP5nZ_OxfUzrvpqf1A/s1600-h/P1090758.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_ZlO7iqDUwwomwIEGXVe-1Y1fdvyPhrY0aggGy15qNIIXGK6uygzM3JiKXFmdfNHj6hiA2ypm4yfUWRT5xn00yzgfRr3bdKZpgmF87hjFUFQrKCvHzIEmhP5nZ_OxfUzrvpqf1A/s200/P1090758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324078237687632258" border="0" /></a><br />Na ceste na bus sme este chytili "pedikl" (bicykel s vozikom) a chalan nemal tricko. Na chrbtoch jazvy, tak sa ho pytame, ze ci aj on sa “bicoval” a preco. A on, ze hej, pred 2 rokmi, lebo babicka ma astmu...no, asi takto bizarne by som popisala dovod, preco to tu vsetko robia. Oficialne veria, ze ich “bicovanie” zbavi vsetkych hriechov a ukrizovani veria, ze sa tak dostanu lahko do neba...alebo neviem co si myslia. Kazdopadne – bol to zazitok nad zazitky. Mozno nie z tych najkrajsich, ale najbizardnejsich – no, iny kraj, iny mrav ;).Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-72898143633574558972009-03-30T19:24:00.001+08:002009-03-30T19:25:53.846+08:00Volajme to SITKO – zostane, co je treba.Tak vytahujem “zo suflika” este z decembra – niektore <span style="font-weight:bold;">pointy ku krize</span>, ktoru som zacala volat SITKO – co je treba, zostane, co nie zmizne ako aj zacalo – nepozorovane. <br /><br />Takze ako to vlastne vyzera teraz v Europe – ani srnky netusia – ale aspon obecne, co sa docitavame (ako inak uz mame zistit, co sa deje): Lotyssko ide pod kyticky, Cesko sa drzi kvoli konzervovanosti obyvatelov, ktori si az tak nenapoziciavali, Polsko je viac-menej sebestacne a Slovensko sa moze vytesovat, ze sme mali Miklosa, ktory zaistil Euro, takze sme tak trochu utiekli hrobarovi z lopaty (pre tentokrat kedze zasa nasa konkurencieschopnost ide dolu vramci V4 kvoli silnemu Euru)...no,ale este ze lopaty nie su na plyn, ze 8-/. Este sme mali stastie, ze ti zo zahranicia vysolili prachy na priamo (akoze priame zahranicne investicie), takze uz raz investovane sa trochu tazsie taha s korenmi. Lepsie ako uplni predaj, ktory je uplne mimo kontrolovatelnost, ze Madari?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Apropo Madarsko.</span> Jeden premier uz skoncil,ale este nenasli dalsieho premiera, ktoreho podla ustavy pri demisii vlady musia hned vymenovat, hups. <span style="font-weight:bold;">No a Cechy</span>, co vas (nas...ved si ich uz za svojich beriem) zasa so socanmi caka? –Zostihlovanie vladnych vydajov (POTREBNYCH) neviem ako ide Cesko predychat, kym sa zasa vsetci rozkukaju, uz bude aj koniec predsednictva EU a zostavovanie vlady zasa 100 na 100...<span style="font-weight:bold;">No a Slovaci</span>...Fico zatial predychava (par usmevov mu staci), ale zostihlovat musi aj tak. Hlavne snad nepodlahne dalsiemu populizmu, toboz protekcionizmu! No, snad Radicova zabojuje a bude mat aspon aku taku opoziciu! No a aspon cosi pozitivne - aspon sa teraz mozme vytesovat z nakupov v CR, Madarsku alebo Polsku, ktori trosku prespekulovali vstup do eurozony a ktorych mena je teraz ako bolest hlavy po party – boli menej, boli viac...hlavne uz chces aby uz nebolela – a das si nejaku headache pilulku a dufas, ze to prejde. Uvidime ako sa tato protikrizova bude volat... <br /><br />Ale inak takuto logiku tu vidim. Vsetci su sice z toho trochu “zdrbli”...makaju cely zivot a hups, I do not care you have experience we dont need you any more...”...alebo firmy proste beru financnu krizu ako taku trochu vyhovorku, ze “chapes, financna kriza, nemozeme si Ta uz dovolit”...a pritom dovody za prepustanim su trosku ine (nabalovanie sa, zla managerska taktika...)...no,ale:<br />Nezamestnanost podpori kvalitu – ubudne “prismrdacov”, ludia si sakra daju pozor na to, ze si robia svoju pracu riadne a kvalitne, 5 kavovych prestavok denne si ziadna firma nemoze dovolit (snad len vladne instutucie este stale...zatial). <br /><br />Ludia si konecne budu kupovat len to, co naozaj potrebuju – tym sa sice znizi spotreba, v ktoru je tak velmi vkladana nadej na obnovenie ekonomiky – ale mozme sa na to pozriet aj s inej stranky. Ludia kupuju menej, ale veci potrebne. Butiky s luxusnym tovarom asi pojdu pod kyticky, ale uprimne, sak to uz nemalo logicky zaklad, take blbosti aby sa predavali – ta ista vec, len ze to ma znacku, tak za 10x tolko. Asi bude nasledovat kolaps obchodnych domov....no, ale zasa na druhu stranu, konecne budeme mat doma priestor bez zbytocnych veci, ktore su aj tak na jedno pouzitie. Ale este stale mame zauzivane – “nechame, co ak by sa nahodou zislo”, takze zasa az taka velka zmena v nasich obydliach nas necaka. Ale aj tak, menej sa kupuje, menej sa vyraba - takze bude menej odpadu –– dobra sprava pre enviromentalistov ;).... <br /><br />A ze viac nezamestnanych – vacsia kriminalita? ....a vacsie depresie...<br />Preto sa to v 30tych rokoch volalo Velka depresia asi :). No, inak vsetci z ESF co vedia, ze Buchtova robila vyskum o nezamestnanych a psychickom dopade nezamestnanosti – tak sa moze teraz teda “vyblbnut”...a asi aj nieco naznacit ceskej vlade (apropo ex-vlade), ktora ak si cudzinec a vyhodili Ta - Ti zaplati letenku domov a 500 eur – v pohode, v Kosiciach som letecky este nebola ;)...no dobre, tyka sa to skor Ukrajincov a Vietnamcov, ale ti si radsej nechty nebudu strihat, aby sa nimi mohli drzat (akoze zubami-nechtami) v CR. Sak co budu doma, stalo ich to majland sa sem dostat (podla statistik okolo 240 000 Kc), tak co by sli...len to, ze ceski danovi poplatnici asi nemaju fakt za co ine platit, len za vyhostenie cudzincov...ze by sme to trochu premysleli a radsej podporili tym zamestnanost //--\\?<br /><br />No, kazdopadne hlavne doveru a optimizmus si treba zachovat medzi sebou. Zit skoromne, nebedakat, nepodliehat alkoholu, depresiam....ktore aj tak nic nevyriesia...verit, milovat, pracovat, ako by Stefaink povedal. Zbytoce neminat, ale nesetrit pod duchnu!!Ani nespekulovat!! Pekne investovat – do toho, comu rozumieme a co chapeme, ako by pan Buffet povedal ;). A zasa bude dobre. Nejako bolo, nejako bude, hlavne,ze sme zdravi a mame sa radi ;)<br /><br />(...a dalsie spravy uz aj s obrazkami a zazitkami z krasnych Filipin a okolia a to ako tu prezivam vsetky vyzvy a uzivam vsetkych prilezitosti...a ako verim, milujem a pracujem;))Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-1976637060587821532009-03-27T14:15:00.002+08:002009-03-27T14:22:09.488+08:00Novy impulzTak od novembera preslo vody...tak, je na case zasa nieco postnut...aby mali aj ostatni sancu so mnou zdielat vsetko mozne aj nemozne, co sa to tu deje a dostali "clear picture" o mojej praxi. <br /><br />Tak postnem, co ma napadne, co sa udialo od Novembra a potom snad uz budem napredovat pravidelne.<br /><br />Dakujem vsetkym, ktori ma nakopli ;)<br /><br />e.Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-12181793912361726472008-11-12T13:30:00.007+08:002008-11-12T20:47:30.767+08:00Co mi tu chyba, coho tu mam az moc a co je tu super :)<meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CSUPERU%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:"lucida grande"; panose-1:0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; mso-font-alt:"Times New Roman"; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:roman; mso-font-format:other; mso-font-pitch:auto; mso-font-signature:0 0 0 0 0 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} /* List Definitions */ @list l0 {mso-list-id:1315602309; mso-list-template-ids:-505349250;} @list l0:level1 {mso-level-tab-stop:.5in; mso-level-number-position:left; text-indent:-.25in;} @list l1 {mso-list-id:1440106648; mso-list-template-ids:1214707414;} @list l1:level1 {mso-level-tab-stop:.5in; mso-level-number-position:left; text-indent:-.25in;} ol {margin-bottom:0in;} ul {margin-bottom:0in;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><b><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" >Co mi tu chyba!</span></b></span><b><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style=";font-family:";" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >
<br /></span></span></b></p><b><span style=";font-family:";" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >1. ZIMA</span><o:p></o:p></span></b> <ul><li>zakutranie sa pod perinu po prichode z vonku</li><li>obliekanie sa do viacerych vrstiev (pri 30 stupnoch toho clovek m<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXC0aiwvIM_nXJlkIae_vNFuuUc0Due_S3vR3hDJ2vjAGuyumS7q0i8jH4UhoC90YsYbpKAa4XwT5v1OzGct4ZNWkHSVuNhOCQ3s2g8WtwVdet4Za0luEuZ6OUYbEkVYy0cWus5g/s1600-h/DSC01888.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXC0aiwvIM_nXJlkIae_vNFuuUc0Due_S3vR3hDJ2vjAGuyumS7q0i8jH4UhoC90YsYbpKAa4XwT5v1OzGct4ZNWkHSVuNhOCQ3s2g8WtwVdet4Za0luEuZ6OUYbEkVYy0cWus5g/s200/DSC01888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267641905588862146" border="0" /></a>oc nepotrebuje)</li><li>snurovanie topanok (dufam, ze to nezabudnem do roka :))</li><li>nasazdovanie ciapky a rukavic</li><li>motanie sa do salu tak, aby mi zakryl co najviac hlavy a ochranil tak pred mrazom, ale stale som mohla este dychat, pocut a vidiet :)</li><li>tesenie sa na teply caj a teplu polievku</li><li>smykanie sa na chodniku</li><li>brblanie ostatnych Aka je dnes kosa, ze urcite dnes zamrznem!!!</li><li>Poskakovanie, aby mi bolo teplejsie</li><li>Para, ktora vychadza z ust pri dychani</li><li><span style="color:black;">a s</span><span style="color:black;">neh, lyzovanie, mazanie tvare a pier proti mrazu</span></li></ul><b><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">
<br />2. Cisty vzduch</span></b> <ul><li>hl<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSP4u3Ec9hN-6rDibYmGS7AhRlDcD5bxnZd-ofY-p3ypf7AmnMSWvgAvTFG6zBzMCVsYNBWQNlxxeO-Mo2q_EVtXR5z-tzb_RXM085uNtNuzZYnPGH_7Xed_6vCQz8_DAJFwcSHQ/s1600-h/in+tricycle.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSP4u3Ec9hN-6rDibYmGS7AhRlDcD5bxnZd-ofY-p3ypf7AmnMSWvgAvTFG6zBzMCVsYNBWQNlxxeO-Mo2q_EVtXR5z-tzb_RXM085uNtNuzZYnPGH_7Xed_6vCQz8_DAJFwcSHQ/s200/in+tricycle.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267639983615342002" border="0" /></a>boky nadych a vydych v cistom prostredi</li><li>bicyklovanie vonku, posedavanie na terase alebo balkone</li><li>opekanie si po veceroch vonku</li></ul><b style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">3. Chodenie
<br /></span></b>–<span style="font-family:georgia;"> clovek sa tu moc nenachodi – vsade su jeepneys, tricycles, lacne taxiky, autobusy ale</span><span style="font-family:georgia;">bo nieco ako nase metro a vytahy. A chodit sa moc neodporuca, jednak vzduch a jednak chodniky tu moc nefrcia :)....a chodenie je tu proste divne a ked mate pre</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZoB1qH4SGZC-r0RphYT50xN6Qh9IWLgU9VY6hpFzpDpUHUCDZkcMHUZB6YXPn8PxCfG1WPZMM_cj0mweGEHqVGh2MhOIVzSlHmG0lNfSuSbK8jL_RgYvgX127xO9q-YTgU778lw/s1600-h/horse+taxi.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZoB1qH4SGZC-r0RphYT50xN6Qh9IWLgU9VY6hpFzpDpUHUCDZkcMHUZB6YXPn8PxCfG1WPZMM_cj0mweGEHqVGh2MhOIVzSlHmG0lNfSuSbK8jL_RgYvgX127xO9q-YTgU778lw/s200/horse+taxi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267639989784879474" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:georgia;">jst 100 m, uz sa pytaju, ci nie som unavena.</span>
<br /><b><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:georgia;">4. Casopis EVA
<br /></span>–<span style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></b><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >t</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;color:black;" >oto pochopi urcite Bea, Mena, Tina, Jarka, Tinky a dalsie babusky :) – proste citanie a listovanie si v SLOVENSKOM casopise – Len tak.</span><b><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"> <!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--> <!--[endif]--></span></b><b><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">
<br />5. M<span style="font-family:georgia;">lieko, jogurt, syry.</span></span></b><span style="font-family:georgia;">
<br />Mliecne vyrobky su tu fakt drahe a do jedla ich prilis nepridavaju. Takze kava s mliekom a medom nehrozi :(...tak aspon smotana a hnedy cukor tu su :)</span><b><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">
<br /></span></b><b style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">6. Vino<o:p></o:p></span></b>
<br />No to by som si nebola pomyslela...ale je to tak. Bud si vyberiete pivo – druhov je tu dostatok – San Miguel, Red Horse, a vsetky ich odnose alebo gin – 1l za 25 Kc je fakt fajn, skoda, ze tonik je uz drahsi...ale vino, tak vino bud nekvalitne a drahe alebo kvalitne a mega drahe, takze chyba.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh33HhGPP5mYBspHyXgsKF0jyDugrZ5GkKtWDQm_DcM7XGjPlOgL0st8axZUssbJzo5rPptEkjl_9-KvCOWrJIvghYEqotuChAbLOE2ym_ClAuhIw5b4Eb02e4Y3nGNRrsxEFKERw/s1600-h/Oct+2008+022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh33HhGPP5mYBspHyXgsKF0jyDugrZ5GkKtWDQm_DcM7XGjPlOgL0st8axZUssbJzo5rPptEkjl_9-KvCOWrJIvghYEqotuChAbLOE2ym_ClAuhIw5b4Eb02e4Y3nGNRrsxEFKERw/s200/Oct+2008+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267641890890309778" border="0" /></a> <b style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">
<br />7. Kecanie v slovencine</span></b><span style="font-family:georgia;">
<br />– o hocicom! :)...a parby s cechoslovakmi :)</span>
<br /><b style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">8. Sedem s.r.o., Televizne noviny a obcas serial typu Boston Legal<o:p></o:p></span></b> <p style="font-family: georgia;" face="georgia" class="MsoNormal"> Ano, internet a DVDs tu sice existuju a este mozno lepsie ako u nas, ale internet je na to trochu pripomaly a dvds – to nie je ono :). </p> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >9. Hudba a tanec</span><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">
<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Coho tu mam nad mieru (a niekedy az moc)...</span><b><o:p></o:p></b><b><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">
<br /></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; font-family: georgia;"> </p> <ol style="margin-top: 0in;font-family:georgia;" start="1" type="1"><li><b><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Pozornosti</span></b> – Good morning ma’am! Come again ma’am! Beautiful ma’am. How are you ma’am! Beautiful hair ma’am! Wow, you have blue eyes! Super prvy tyzden, ale ked tu ma clovek normalne zit, tak to aby sa stale o seba staral, lebo vacsina ludi tu “na zivo” este blond cloveka v zivote nevidela, no. Proste aj keby som tu bola 100 rokov, tak mi povedia, Hi ma’am (skratene madam ;)), welcome to the Philippines!</li><li class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><b><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Whitening cream</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">s</span></b> – tak ako chcu byt u nas byt vsetci opaleni, tak tu je cool byt co najviac biely...takze bieliace kremy, bieliace kapsule, bieliaca masaz...takze aspon som tu in :).</li><li class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><b><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Ryza </span></b>– fakt tu jedia ryzu ku vsetkemu!! A nakupuju po 10 kg baleniach...</li><li class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><b><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Red Horse</span></b> – pivo s vyssimi gradmi – tvari sa to ako pivo, ale po styroch uz radsej piate nepytajte...vtipne, ze neuvadzau % alkoholu...radsej ;)</li><li class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><b><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Anglictina </span></b>– od rana do vecera, furt, vsade, obcas trochu tagalogu zamiesaju,ale inak vedia vsetci, coz je super na jednu stranu,ale na druhu ziadna culture challenge ;).</li><li class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><b><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Relax</span></b> – tu sa proste nikto nikam neponahla, meeting na 4 hodiny je uplne v klude...jemine, taka neefektivita! 8-)...ale je to tu proste sposob zitia, takze sa ucim oddychovat, relaxovat a nebyt az tak moc efektivna :D. </li><li class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><b><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">A jasne ze horka</span></b> – horko v izbe, horko vonku, horko v jeepney, proste HORKO!...a este poskakujuce vianocne svetielka na palmach, please...proste vianoce na blate and even worse...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo5kxi39XlcEYf4nTKGqNiqwdWLfB8ZtSbvRGlHKaNSJt5E4ZAfvxmnLgXRKj04Ztkx7egn-5q9kBjZpZFOmWSwrApIyUpgWSu9EvjwYeqq0Hgize8JCo5WngwXh_mrDcVMbFVVQ/s1600-h/DSC01884.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo5kxi39XlcEYf4nTKGqNiqwdWLfB8ZtSbvRGlHKaNSJt5E4ZAfvxmnLgXRKj04Ztkx7egn-5q9kBjZpZFOmWSwrApIyUpgWSu9EvjwYeqq0Hgize8JCo5WngwXh_mrDcVMbFVVQ/s200/DSC01884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267641891590579298" border="0" /></a></li><li class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;">.<b><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">..a klimatizacie!!! </span></b>– proste nechapem, ze si tu vyturuju klimatizaciu vsade na 16 stupnov!! To aby si clovek nosil cestovnu tasku so zimnym oblecenim na kazdy meeting! Vonku 30, vnutri 16, uf. Takze na office mam pekne deku, papuce, ponozky a 2 svetre, prosim pekne, tak sa mi smeju,ale tak co, hlavne ze je mi fajn:).</li></ol> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><b><span style="font-size:130%;">
<br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"><b><span style="font-size:130%;">Co tu milujem:</span><o:p></o:p></b><b style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);">
<br /></span></b></p> <ol style="margin-top: 0in;font-family:georgia;" start="1" type="1"><li class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><b style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);">Moznost plavat kazde rano</span></b> – bazen hned v prizemi a z tych 1000 obyvatelov, co tam byvaju, fakt nikto cez tyzden nechodi plavat. Cez vikend sa tam iba nasackuju male tlste filipinske decka,takze to si dam pauzu a obcas skocim zahrat badminton.</li><li class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><b><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">Nakupovanie</span></b> – obrovsky vyber vsetkeho a vsade a za lacno (pre baby: kozenne Zara BOZI topanky za nasu 1000, pre chlapov: co ja viem, nemam cas este kukat pre chlapov ;D</li><li class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><b><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">Jedlo</span></b> – ryby a ovocie, jedlo moje kazdodenne – ananas a tuniak na rozne sposoby na dennom poradku, k tomu mango, bananove chipsy, banany roznych druhov a velkosti...</li><li class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><b><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">Ladovy caj s medom a skoricou</span></b> – ktory nam robia v praci, uplne bozi chut</li><li class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">Usmievavych ludi</span> – aj pri takych socialnych rozdieloch tu ludia nereptaju, nestazuju sa, nemracia sa..proste su spokojni s tym, co maju a su vdacni za kazdu malickost.</li><li class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><b><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">Ze si mozem ponadavat v slovencine a nikto mi tu nerozumie.</span></b>..teda, asi vedia, ze nadavam a uz ma aj obcas volaju “sakra vole” a podobne, ale velmi to pomaha. </li><li class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><b><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">Kazdodenne prekvapenia </span></b>– ako ziju ludia na ulici, ze Filipinci nepouzivaju nozik, ked jedia, ale vidlicku a lyzicu, ze ludia skor, ako si kupia pracku, si kupia radsej karaoke maschinu a vsetci si tu pospevuju, ze smska typu: Hey, what`s up je uplne normalna a smskuju si tu ako sialeni...,ze tu fakt nemaju blond a kuceravych ludi, ze moje cislo topanky je uz radene do “big sizes” (c.39), ze cele Cesko-Slovensko ma tolko ludi ako samotna Manila...a tak :).</li></ol> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; font-family: georgia;"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; font-family: arial;">
<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; font-family: arial;">Tak to ma tak teraz ponapadavalo, nabuduce este napisem, ze co som o sebe doteraz tusila, ale az tu sa to uplne prejavilo :).
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<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Inak fotky: </span>hore -<span style="font-weight: bold;"> ja</span> na nasom pracovnom planning weekende, potom <span style="font-weight: bold;">ja s Dorotou v tricykli</span> - Akie - kamos si len tak vystupil, ze dockaj kamos, odfotim ich :), potom dalsi <span style="font-weight: bold;">"taxik"</span>, co este celkom frci v Cinskom meste, potom ja s Lily - cinskou priatelkou dalsieho Cecha,co tu pracuje <span style="font-weight: bold;">na vecierku Ceskej ambasady na 90. vyrocie vzniku Ceskoslovenska</span> (si stale ambasada mysli, ze som Ceska, sak nevadilo mi to :))...a posledna fotka <span style="font-weight: bold;">moj tym na planningu.</span>
<br /></p> Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-185096171240805732008-11-03T11:57:00.001+08:002008-11-03T12:03:06.583+08:00"Education is a choice" vs. "Education is a possibility"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/P1040853-720290.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/P1040853-719751.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Last week on Saturday I did teambuilding for HBS - Shared Services - part of our holding company. I prepared some exercises for communication and better understanding as in this department are working people with different education backgrounds, tagalog (filipino language) and English differences and different roles in the group (HR, accountant, admin staff, kitchen staff). </div> <div> </div> <div>In the morning before we were supposed to start, Noli - our manager came to me and asked: Eva, do you have there some exercises where people have to write and read? I said yes, I have one. Do you want to put more like that so you can see how they write in English, I asked. She said, No, I just wanted to tell you one guy in the group can not read, neither write...<br /><br /></div> <div> </div> <div>BUM! so shock for me...you know when you are preparing some exercises you think about if people won't be tired or if they have enough pens to write, if they understand directions or so...but this...it went ok afterwards, Noli helped the guy to write and read and we had really fun that morning...I think for the first time in my life I truly understood what is difference between "education is a choice" or "education is a possibility just for somebody"...since then I am really close to people in Shared Services.<br /><br /></div> <div> </div> Me and Dorota decided to help them even more, as we saw that Saturday they really would like to develop more, so we prepare every week some lesson for them - time management, communication skills, English lessons, basic PC skills or how to take care about guests (one girl served tea spoon instead of normal spoon for soup while we were having client meeting - some things which is so natural for us you just have to forget and do not assume other people will know)...so I am really happy about this sessions happening and excited to start!Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-6739020646131371592008-10-24T10:36:00.004+08:002008-10-24T10:41:07.407+08:00Office announcement - imagine this in Europe :)<meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CSUPERU%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;">From Albert, our Office administrator:</span>
<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">Please be informed that the admin office have scheduled general pest control service, through Sentinel Pest Control Services, on Saturday, October 18, 2008, from 5pm to 7pm, with scope of works
<br />as follows:
<br />
<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"> 1. for cockroaches and ants:</span> treatment by spraying in their harborages and breeding places
<br /> like the kitchen, toilet areas and drainage. cracks and crevices and hidden surface such as
<br /> as inside drawer units, cupboards and cabinets shall be treated with insecticide solutions
<br /> with flushing/knockdown effects. in which case, all contents thereof must be removed prior
<br /> to the scheduled date of service. where spraying is inadvisable or forbidden, dusting will be
<br /> done instead.
<br /> - gel based poisonous baits are also use to manage cockroach infestations. this has proven
<br /> irresistible to all types of cockroaches, and they are eliminated upon infestation of the
<br /> poisoned gel.
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"> 2. Houseflies & Mosquitoes</span>
<br /> - Misting and Gassing: Hot mist/gas has been proven to be effective against flying insects
<br /> such as houseflies and mosquitoes. it continues to act for several hours but does not have
<br /> residual effect. indoor application shall be carried out where necessary.
<br />
<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"> 3. Rodents</span>
<br /> - Poisonous baits: sufficient baits shall be laid out in the appropriate areas:
<br />1. identified/possible runways of rats and mice,
<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"> 2. breeding areas, and
<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"> 3. rodent harborages. these baits are effective not only indoors but also in outside areas where they may be expose to the elements.
<br /> - Glue boards: highly adhesive glue board traps shall also be installed in order to augment
<br /> the rodent baiting system already in place. these are more effective against mice and are
<br /> consequently placed in food preparation areas, storage rooms, and offices.
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<br />for your information.
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<br /></p> Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-68948821109808295762008-10-06T11:46:00.005+08:002008-11-12T12:51:31.157+08:00My first month in the Philippines1 month already. Country with 90 mil people and 7000 + islands became my home for 1 year. As a intern in company called Headway I started 1st of September 2008.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><strong><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">How it is to be thousands miles away from home. </span><a href="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/P1030965-714718.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/P1030965-714270.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></strong></span>I did not want to go...September, the best month to hang out with friends, wine period, still sunny...why am I leaving actually? What am I missing here, why do I not stay, just find some nice job in Slovakia/Czech Republic, be with people I already know and understand.<br />...I know I would miss this experience in 10 years from now. Being 1 year = 12 months = 52 weeks away in totally different culture, destination, having first real job after graduation before I decide to settle down and decide what to do with my life. THIS 1 YEAR I would miss later.<br />So with these reasons I do not miss home so much now (will see in some months:)). I just know I will come back.<br /><br /><strong><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">WHY Asia, Philippines, Headway, 1 year.</span><br /></span></strong><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">> </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">Asia</span> - who are those people living there? I just wanted to get to know way of life of Asian guys.<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">Philippines</span> - randomly - now I see it was the best decision. Religion means a lot for living standards, habits, way of life. (Only Christian country in Asia I think.)<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">Headway</span> </span>- company with perspective with good references from interns there, interesting job description and selection process.<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">1 year</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"> </span>- when internship then long enough to experience yourself, company, country, people. <div><div><div><br /><div><strong><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);">My first month</span><br /></span></strong><strong style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"><em></em></strong><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;">Company</span><br />Headway Business Services, consultancy company. My position: Consultant. After 1st week of induction planning weekend happened. First responsibilities for me came as well. My first role <a href="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/P1040308-794338.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/P1040308-793924.JPG" border="0" /></a>was to create feasibility study and business plan for opening a new restaurant. DDL in 2 weeks.<br />Well, my first thoughts: What does it mean to open a restaurant? Which type of restaurant? What Philippines` people eat? How to price the menu? What are legal needs to be fulfilled? How many people should I hire? How to write a business plan?!?...well, my boss just told me: "In 2 weeks I would like to hear from you YES or NO for the restaurant according to cash-flow, ROI, BEP...Hm. It seems I managed and restaurant will probably open soon. (I hope till that time I will be back home so nobody could blame me if I screwed it:))....now next even more challenging tasks are coming. I LOVE IT, so far MY COMPANY rocks!! Young but smart people, everyday development, nice atmosphere, space for your personality and big responsibility you were given.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);">Living.</span><br /></em></strong></span><a href="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/P1030981-741606.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/P1030981-741179.JPG" border="0" /></a>Manila, Makati City, Kingswood towers, 17th floor, own room and almost own bathroom. 2 other interns in the flat. Swimming pool at the ground floor, McDonald`s, KFC and Chowking around. 10 minutes by jeepney ride to work. (Jeepney - "minibus").<br /><br /><strong style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">My usual day.</span><br /></span></em></span></strong></div>6:40 wake up. Swim for 40 minutes. Take a jeepney to work. Breakfast at work. Work, ad hoc meeting, lunch, work, merienda (snack), work, dinner, work. Back home at 8 pm. Having beer/watching movie/playing chess/speaking with friends back home.<br /><div><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);">Exploring country and culture.</span><br /></em></strong></span><ul><li>Visiting great waterfalls. <a href="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/P1030805-721222.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/P1030805-720809.JPG" border="0" /></a></li><li>Flying to Negros- place with black send and Apo Island - adventurous trip in small boat trough the sea with heavy rain.</li><li>Watching sunset at Manila Bay.</li><li>Having beer every Friday after work.</li><li>Singing karaoke.</li><li>Attending birthday party of rocky Filipino twins.</li><li>Buying peanuts from small poor children, having fresh mango juice on the street.</li><li>Eating Balut - kind of egg - almost duck.</li><li>Standing in line for train. <a href="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/P1040153-767998.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/P1040153-767570.JPG" border="0" /></a>Doing Filipino usual Sunday activity "to mall".</li><li>Being seen as a white girl which will be greeted "Welcome to the Philippines" even after 15 years of staying here.</li><li>Buying so cheap clothes and shoes.</li><li>Having "small German" inside and not understand of the "filipino manana culture" - coming 20 min late for the meeting and do not apologize (and I was said I was lucky just with 20 min)</li></ul></div><div></div>This is my experience so far. Let`s see what 2nd month of my "being on your own for 1 year in foreign country" will bring... </div></div></div>Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-79907832571933621812007-09-04T20:37:00.000+08:002007-09-10T23:41:48.696+08:00Last days in Serbia – my learning about business and culture<div><div><div>So here is it. <span style="color:#33ff33;">2 monts are over</span> and I am about to leave Serbia – again with lots of learning and new experience:<br /><p><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc66;">Culture</span></em></strong></p><span style="color:#66cccc;"><span style="color:#ffcc66;">People</span> </span>– nice and helpful. The best is to find smart people who will help you to understand the culture (Thanks a tones Vlada and Sandra) <a href="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/IMG_1580-745644.JPG"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px" height="102" alt="" src="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/IMG_1580-745182.JPG" width="179" border="0" /></a><br /><li><span style="color:#ffcc66;">History</span> – Turks till 19th century. Tito. Milosevic. War in 1999. Murder of prime minister in 2003. Montenegro bye bye from Serbia in referendum last year. Kosovo question – still somebody who does not let Serbian`s sleep.</li><a href="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/IMG_1566-761410.JPG"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px" height="108" alt="" src="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/IMG_1566-760982.JPG" width="167" border="0" /></a> <li><span style="color:#ffcc66;">Kosovo</span> - you still have to have permision to go there. Anyway you would not. Anybody goes there unless they have still some family relatives there. Albanians bought almost everthing during last years and Serbians do not have almost any rights there. It is dangerous for Serbian people to be there, to travel trough Kosovo and as it seems there is no way back to have Kosovo as real part of Serbia.</li><li><span style="color:#ffcc66;">Sea.</span> Serbia "lost" sea by "loosing" Montenegro. Nobody cares. Opusteno.</li><li><span style="color:#ffcc66;">Living standards.</span> Nobody cares. Yet. People are happy to work and earn money – 300 – 500 Eur – normal salary. Renting a flat in 300 000 city – 200 eur. People will start to take care about living standard in about 5-10 years I think. Today it is enough just to go to the work, back, sometimes out to kafanas and bars and sleep during the weekend. And have summer holiday.</li><li><span style="color:#ffcc66;">Kafana</span> – best place in the evening. Outside, live band music that everybody knows.<br />Environment – lets talk about something somebody built in the past and now nobody cares so much. </li><li><span style="color:#ffcc66;">Sport</span> – Tenis in time of US open (my honour to Serbian players)</li><li><span style="color:#ffcc66;">Serbia is in Balkan</span> and those of you who know Balkan have to love it. Relax, no hurry. Exactly this is mirrored also in business.</li><br /><br /><br /><p><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc66;">Business</span></em> </strong>(case of the big company)</p><ul><li>Still <span style="color:#ffcc66;">mind of “state-owned company”</span> even it was privatized – you CAN leave at 4pm. There is NOBODY staying after 4.</li><li>To make a list of customers (kind of CRM) or to have HR department is <span style="color:#ffcc66;">luxury</span> – does not bring a money so why to have it?</li><li>Things are <span style="color:#ffcc66;">more promised then delivered</span> (“you can not say NO to customer” attitude)</li><li>If company is not known – not easy to cooperate with potential customers without <span style="color:#ffcc66;">previous experience of some of their friends</span></li><li><span style="color:#ffcc66;">Aluminum business</span> – hard but potential for the future</li><li><div align="center">You <span style="color:#ffcc66;">can not sell without knowing and trusting the product you sell</span> (invest your time into get to know every small detail of product you will be selling and build the trust into the product first)<br /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="142" alt="" src="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/IMG_1600-737372.JPG" width="156" border="0" /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33ffff;">THANK you SERBIA, NISSAL and AIESEC in NIS for</span></em></strong><strong><em><span style="color:#33ffff;"> making my life richer!</span></em></strong></div></li></ul></div></div></div>Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-6887424624746662182007-08-30T19:07:00.001+08:002007-08-30T19:34:06.750+08:00Moravska svatba<div><div>S ocakavanim moravskej svatby sme sa uz 24. augusta vydali do Buchlovic. Ako to byva so silvestrovskymi prednocami aj my sme dali zabrat piatku pred svadobnou sobotou. Toz rum a vajecny konak za 15 – padlo 30 panakov (prvych 20 pre Milu a Standu – gratulace).<br /><br /><a href="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Picture_612-703661.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Picture_612-703657.jpg" border="0" /></a>Mila si v sobotu zahral <span style="color:#33cc00;">falosnu nevestu</span>, rano padlo uz par panakov 28-rocnej slivovice a mohlo sa nastupit na svadobny obrad do Buchlovickeho zamku. Po 20 minutach sa vsetci este nestihli spamat z posobivej basne sledny prednasatelky a uz boli <span style="color:#33ff33;">Kubickovi svoji.</span> Do siene sa hrnul dalsi svatobny par a 120 hosti mohlo zasa z chladnej, obcas detskym krikom ruseneho ticha obradnej siene na horuci vzduch. </div><br /><div>Tradicie ako unasanie nevesty, hadzanie kyticou</div><p align="right"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Picture_584-763556.jpg" border="0" /></p><div>alebo polnocne cepcenie nevesty neprebehlo, ale rozbitie taniera, prvy tan<a href="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Picture_573-770386.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Picture_573-770383.jpg" border="0" /></a>ec a prejedanie a prepijanie nechybalo. </div><div></div><div>Nasledujuci vecer sme este travili kostovkou vina u nevestinho oca. Kto to kedy videl, chlastat 3 dni po sebe a nie je vam z toho zle!Hold kvalita moravskeho vinka a slivovicky na vlastnej kozi potvrdena ;).</div></div>Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-18080980299826340592007-08-29T22:05:00.000+08:002007-08-30T17:59:35.822+08:00Oslava 30tky<div><a href="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/bryle-v-bazene-758928.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/bryle-v-bazene-758926.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Tento rok uz tretia, este ma caka 4. – trochu nepomer k mojmu veku (nenadarmo som vzdy najmladsia na kazdej z poslednych oslav), ale na moje prekvapenie ani starsia generacia nezaostava v divokosti oslav. Len viac ludi prinesie cosi na jedenie, pitie, jednoducho <span style="color:#33ff33;">viac organizovane ako oslavy 20tok :).<br /></span><br /><a href="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/S-Kajou-768987.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/S-Kajou-768984.jpg" border="0" /></a>Party na domceku, sobotne odpoludnie, pivo, vino, gril, sauna, hudba. A ze ste neplanovali kupat sa v bazene? Tak ja som tam skoncila hned 2x – ano, to <span style="color:#33ff33;">na dne bazena su slnecne bryle</span> najdene rano po akcii (sorry Mirdo). A akcia sa nezaobisla ani bez zranenia – Radek pri pokuse utopit dalsiu obet rozdrtil sklo na dverach. Suma: 8 cm jazva na predklati, 2 cm do hlbky, 10 stichov. O 2 dni odchadza na mesiac do Pakistanu – poucenie: hold radsej morky ako zraneny.</div></div>Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-64345015093294613532007-08-29T20:47:00.000+08:002007-08-30T18:49:09.631+08:00Cesky raj za 1 den - priklad ceskej turistiky?<a href="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Milanek-v-Ceskom-Raji-719703.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Milanek-v-Ceskom-Raji-719700.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><div>Ceska priroda ala Cesky raj cast Sedmihorky v jednom dni...turistov ako na<a href="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Picture_330-752876.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" height="139" alt="" src="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Picture_330-752870.jpg" width="115" border="0" /></a> Vaclavaku, cesticky znacene pekne, naucny nenarocny chodnik, trochu <a href="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Picture_348-712248.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Picture_348-712245.jpg" border="0" /></a>sa to tam olupuje - to bude asi tym, ze to je piestkovec. Hospudka s pivkom, kofolou a klobaskou na ceste.Pekne...pre rodinu s malymi detmi a 30tnikov, ktori si potrebuju zaskakat na skalach mimo trasy ;) (uz viem, preco zahuci tak vela ceskych turistov v Tatrach - v backurkach sa kazda trasa hold zdolat neda ;))). <img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Spolu-v-CR-na-schodoch-716506.jpg" border="0" /></div></div>Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-73517710241362373602007-08-16T16:08:00.001+08:002007-08-30T19:05:53.000+08:00Na Kralovej Holi, stoji strom zeleny?IMAGINE: 2 mesiace na praxi a z toho povinne 2 tyzdne celozavodna dovolenka! - no nemam ja stastie? (nie, ze by tie 2 tyzdne urcite priniesli learningu kopu, ale predsa len, oddych je fajn).<br /><br />Tak som sa rozhodla stravit tieto 2 tyzdne mojej dovci chodenim po mojej rodnej hrudi, oslavach, svatbach a pod.<br /><br />Prvy tyzden vyzeral nasledovne: Svica - rozlucka so slobodou Tomasa Kubicka a Peti Belovskej v Brestku za ucasti 150 ludi, fajnej moravskej slivovicky, vinka, cimbalovky a futbalu - prvykrat sme mali moznost dozvediet sa vsetky info cez web pripraveny mladym parom - vychytavka,co? Mrknite na: <span style="color:#33cc00;">tomasapetra.tym.cz<br /></span><br />Po riadnom dospani sme s Milou uz nabrali smer <span style="color:#33cc00;">Kralova Hola</span> - zdolany po 3,5 hodinach z Telgartu po zelenej(hold vela malin po ceste si ubralo svoju pol hodinku). Ako sa v piesni spieva: "Na Kralovej holi stoji strom zeleny...." tak ako vidite z fotky ziadny sa tam nenaklana. Vo vrcholovej knihe to dokonca jeden cesky turista pekne opisal: "Tak jsme se sem konecne vydrapali, ale ten zeleny strom, co jste nam slibovali, ten jsme nikde nenasli...pekne jste nas oje....Alebo druhy komentar, ktory suvisi s castou zmenou pocasia na vrchole: <span style="color:#33cc00;">"Chystal som sa sem tak dlho, az som sa sem konecne vystveral a ked uz som konecne tu, tak hovno vidim"....hold pocasie praje pripravenym</span> a tak sme i my zazili na vrchole mensiu burku, ale v bundickach nam to nevadilo a tak sme mali neruseny zostup dolu po cervenej. Nase auto malo vsetky 4 kolesa a tak sa nepotvrdili varovania mojho otca - <span style="color:#33cc00;">pozor na "ciernavu"</span> v juhoslovenskych dedinach, ani nevies a koleso mas prec. Takze odporucanie: Slovaci (najma ti zo social club) su este stale bohabojni - parkujte pri kostole ;).<br /><br />Na dalsi den sme robili velke NIC -uf, tak to je umenie, vam poviem.A tak sme uzivali chalupku po mojom pradedkovi v Tisovci, kde sme ponachadzali <span style="color:#33cc00;">knihy z roku 1846</span> - ked sa dostane do ruk takyto material - o zabavu postarane ;).<br /><br />Na to nasledoval pochod <span style="color:#33cc00;">Zadielskou Tiesnavou, prehliadkou hradu Krasna Horka, vecerou v miestnej kolibke a prezretim Gombaseckej jaskyne.<br /></span><br />Cestou nazad sme navstivili i slecnu Kovacovu, ktora sa "ekonomicky efektivne" pripravuje na zdolanie statnic z verejnej ekonomie (rozumej: no co by som si 4 tyzdne minal, ked to zvladnem i za 2 ;). <a href="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Wedding-797637.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Wedding-797037.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />A vikend uz sme travili na "sefikovej" svatbe - byvaly Milov sef David Everest Fojtik sa konecne v 35 rokoch zeni - 130 ludi oslavovalo tuto udalost vo ValMeze.Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-28723115279511267272007-07-25T20:55:00.000+08:002007-07-25T21:21:20.326+08:00Most asked questions about Slovakia and Czech Republic...By preparation for the internship you think you do not have to do one thing. Know more about your own country. I realized how I am bad about these things. So whoever is going whereever please be prepared for these kind of questions:<br /><br />* What are the best products from your country?<br />** What are the biggest check and slovak companies (without international element)<br />*** Why your countries were divided without referendum?<br />**** Why are you not still in Schenhgen?<br />***** What is your religion?<br />****** Have you been som abroad? (min. 45% of serbian students were never abroad)<br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">Perlicky na zaver:</span></strong><br />** Which czech brands you have in cigarets market?<br />* How many letter you have in your alphabet? That many? - why you have "ova" in the end of every girls name? What you have long a, e, i, o....Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-29655517229991391802007-07-24T19:03:00.000+08:002007-07-25T21:25:05.735+08:00Some of AHA moments in SerbiaSo, here they are - cultural challenges even in Serbia for me:<br /><br />*** put your bag on the floor and you will be always asked to put it on the chair. Reason: <span style="color:#33ff33;">bag on the floor means no money for you ;) </span><br /><br />*** NIS has <span style="color:#33ff33;">no bus schedule</span>. My bus to work goes every 20 min - I already learned this. But no bus schedule was big surprise for me in India and here I was told: Hey, Eva, you are not in Beograde, come on! (...or Serbians are so environment friendly so they do not print bus schedules to protect the nature;)<br /><br />*** every beginning of the news is about entering of Serbia to EU or Kosovo - first news are similiar to Slovak or Czech news some years ago ;)...I told them: after you join EU, all of the talks will be about EURO ;)<br /><br />*** Serbians won FIBA ;)Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-53463308652713722352007-07-21T08:00:00.001+08:002007-07-25T21:56:26.164+08:00Working in NISSAL...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW4A3HEjMa5zKKOxVW3qemp4jrloqPA0m4rAJSjesyc475cWsu0YgW8Y1h_ltStSdVJEFFtY1BkUKnEMPXPSrKQ5X4LrRQCjNoBrtf-eyMsYX3ixRGhLs40f7ddvX3Ii9jPPpP2A/s1600-h/Company+NISSAL.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089437133425000210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="146" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW4A3HEjMa5zKKOxVW3qemp4jrloqPA0m4rAJSjesyc475cWsu0YgW8Y1h_ltStSdVJEFFtY1BkUKnEMPXPSrKQ5X4LrRQCjNoBrtf-eyMsYX3ixRGhLs40f7ddvX3Ii9jPPpP2A/s200/Company+NISSAL.JPG" width="180" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><div><div>So, here I work. For 2 months, till 10th of September. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsu05scERt09gt9cqZ6j03q6yWpWxnxrKqQVJJzs86yjrCW-XVLT8FhcykvGKggZukQbtV3s9VnUBG3P6kiG30hwNHLV0fu3jbbHN8JlMl48ttpSeVb500EKqmMAJOguQbDIwirw/s1600-h/My+working+place.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089435531402198770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" height="124" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsu05scERt09gt9cqZ6j03q6yWpWxnxrKqQVJJzs86yjrCW-XVLT8FhcykvGKggZukQbtV3s9VnUBG3P6kiG30hwNHLV0fu3jbbHN8JlMl48ttpSeVb500EKqmMAJOguQbDIwirw/s200/My+working+place.JPG" width="168" border="0" /></a>NISSAL - the largest company and leader in production of aluminium and aluminium alloys. Yes, exactly - whole week I had to learn what it means, that AW2007= AlCuMgPb, that there is big competition in business of profiles, market with bars is stable. Bars, tubes, extruders, alloys...what a business man.Interesting though. I am first intern in the company. Only foreigner among 600 employees. Working from 10am - 4pm - what a time in comp. with MCP`s 12 hours (I am even having time for swimming in the morning now!)</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjviMsnsuODXY629Zq1WOJJq40T1xyZA11YcgxczPbfHkXJmAaQH3X11xyq1fpNBghladq5_VFoEfV_82j8cj6GoXRueSYq2pExcuuVPupl7lPDQwQMssA49seqgskmu0sW9Zmn1Q/s1600-h/Export+Manager+Tamara.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089436725403107074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="123" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjviMsnsuODXY629Zq1WOJJq40T1xyZA11YcgxczPbfHkXJmAaQH3X11xyq1fpNBghladq5_VFoEfV_82j8cj6GoXRueSYq2pExcuuVPupl7lPDQwQMssA49seqgskmu0sW9Zmn1Q/s200/Export+Manager+Tamara.JPG" width="167" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><p>I am working in Export Department. With other 4 colleagues. My job is to expand market of aluminium profiles to Czech Republic and Slovakia and to find potential dealers....of aluminium scrap. Little bit of pricing and feedback of selling materials. Even it is similiar to TN selling I am learning everything from the beginning. Once you learn how business is working in aluminium you will know how to deal with any business (use to say my colleagues) This is the Export manager Tamara. </p></div></div>Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-52238454654602718192007-07-21T07:35:00.000+08:002007-07-21T07:59:54.132+08:00Visiting Beograde...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpMuG8IzfVLOj-gQiihTIRLF0hyQQm90V7Hw46Injx7F87fm7EEz73hKR5h3v2rsMIKKGqj6X12SEYlrhI7CiESWV99zsvqybjRADgHgro_ojpuCtkcUKPNJDpxgm351Goyv0SPQ/s1600-h/Tower+in+old+BG.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089431738946076370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="100" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpMuG8IzfVLOj-gQiihTIRLF0hyQQm90V7Hw46Injx7F87fm7EEz73hKR5h3v2rsMIKKGqj6X12SEYlrhI7CiESWV99zsvqybjRADgHgro_ojpuCtkcUKPNJDpxgm351Goyv0SPQ/s200/Tower+in+old+BG.JPG" width="81" border="0" /></a> 2,5 milion people city. In last 2070 years 40 times bombarded. 2 big rivers, no metro. Rolling Stones concert - 50 000 visitors, 14.7.2007.<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /><p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6gctsZV9ItYLGpOwVVoYkb3oDnHbPqFjSFBGj-VXsYQxBxVXbEtz2TQBdw6QRui8TPp2zBXAQkhMbMn7vmPySBCB44eiJpEcqXLdIWjaHiCegFST29SMOeAe1lvG9dEgN8WY6sw/s1600-h/Belegrade+fortrest.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089430596484775602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="114" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6gctsZV9ItYLGpOwVVoYkb3oDnHbPqFjSFBGj-VXsYQxBxVXbEtz2TQBdw6QRui8TPp2zBXAQkhMbMn7vmPySBCB44eiJpEcqXLdIWjaHiCegFST29SMOeAe1lvG9dEgN8WY6sw/s200/Belegrade+fortrest.JPG" width="147" border="0" /></a>My view of Beograde (Belgrade in english). Depends: If you have people to lead you trough really nice parts or if you just travel across the city to Macedonia.... </p><br /><p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoqIrMKOZcyQBImyk9QNNrH3hU6QD6JO5UZn3acXhgUCkqFofiHGOOMII6K8EM0taIPtrQmQWbU0WvKkeiY49m4Lh_hNHDyiwbH_nxVG_2X6wj6Dn1TufbCt3WV68DGlMV1g55_w/s1600-h/Vlada+and+Sandra.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089429784735956642" style="CURSOR: hand" height="83" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoqIrMKOZcyQBImyk9QNNrH3hU6QD6JO5UZn3acXhgUCkqFofiHGOOMII6K8EM0taIPtrQmQWbU0WvKkeiY49m4Lh_hNHDyiwbH_nxVG_2X6wj6Dn1TufbCt3WV68DGlMV1g55_w/s200/Vlada+and+Sandra.JPG" width="113" border="0" /></a>I had the luck to have Vlada and Sandra - MCPs from Nis as great guides - we visited ZOO, some parks and old town of the city on the other side of the river (while I was listening to stories about <span style="color:#33cc00;">Balkan culture, conflicts and stories from near history </span>- so important for me to understand all of the things happening here...from some point of view. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089431365283921602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 83px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="95" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLfmSGwHu0TRUtw3TFMACY7QuFbEnzrCAB98kXxgLBf3FFmMTAprhJARYip6ZGtW5rKg_PcJfWgkcpc735YNZZWmW2A1cDcIYlB-tfrGiBthkpIEeXIDReUlpvnr11znAb8hEbxg/s200/ZOO+hypo.JPG" width="109" border="0" /></p><p align="right"> </p></div></div></div></div></div></div>Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-40445251284378606742007-07-21T07:08:00.000+08:002007-07-25T21:53:47.540+08:00Living and eating in Nis...<a href="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/My+view+from+flat+2-797969.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://evca.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/My+view+from+flat+2-797965.jpg" border="0" /></a> The most 2 important things for the beginning of every internship - <span style="color:#33cc00;">Living and eating.</span><br /><div><div><div><div><div><br /><div><span style="color:#33cc00;"><strong>Living.</strong></span> Whole flat only for me in almost biggest building in 300 000-people-city Nis. 17th floor. Great view, owner is not there for 97.5% of the time. Serbian channels only - does not matter. Many ants - does not matter. <span style="color:#33cc00;">After 4 years I AM LIVING ALONE</span>. Enjoying it a lot, too much sometimes (it means sleeping during afternoon and reading book - finaly I can read non-HR-or-Balanced Scorecared-connected book ;) - Segal: Gentlemen from Harward).</div><div> </div><div>And here is the view from my balcony: </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1-oKDBjF8KJICofu5dZURR1_roBMfwshLDC3b6qVNaK5bPhZkGaFEslT1CUFtzXrf0Ydc36e-QUwSjAenX90Eb4b7S3q2W8xe5FkjPPBqov_RiTFAXeUWRZZhmGeQcW7MCZMMOA/s1600-h/My+view+from+flat+1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089422822593969666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1-oKDBjF8KJICofu5dZURR1_roBMfwshLDC3b6qVNaK5bPhZkGaFEslT1CUFtzXrf0Ydc36e-QUwSjAenX90Eb4b7S3q2W8xe5FkjPPBqov_RiTFAXeUWRZZhmGeQcW7MCZMMOA/s200/My+view+from+flat+1.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgExe7fZWH5IdXX3z-s1U7APFmWZQijtqepVUo326WKRK8MbA7VOFDSvOoNbwYCwIy3-zoxUn867d_aaO_meAdrPf3t6tAKrhA1fvFywZxdxUXpZ8ggzrrhJCAFoA7TXYrXIje0VA/s1600-h/My+view+from+flat+3.JPG"></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">E</span><span style="color:#33cc00;">ating</span><span style="color:#33cc00;">. </span></strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#33ff33;">Burek <span style="color:#333333;">and</span> Pita</span> - </span><span style="color:#333333;">you have to come and try this</span>! Oh man especially with joghurt!<span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#33ff33;">Plazma</span> - similar to piskoty but more cool ;). <span style="color:#33ff33;">Pleskavica</span> (no clue about spelling) - proclimed as "better hamburger", actually ham part. Lot of meet. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0kx9bgNW-Cc_CG9kD6_qsAZIOQ8UZbTeEi5WbFIjJQ0_wTPa1vVPmPxr5el62qCE2k0busEDug6LNQ_3TOpnMJ63oOsRmB9xfyL7TJ0Tg9BDH0-odOc9maFPq1VlbK0xGQezK1w/s1600-h/FOOD.JPG"><span style="color:#33cc00;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089425597142842962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px" height="122" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0kx9bgNW-Cc_CG9kD6_qsAZIOQ8UZbTeEi5WbFIjJQ0_wTPa1vVPmPxr5el62qCE2k0busEDug6LNQ_3TOpnMJ63oOsRmB9xfyL7TJ0Tg9BDH0-odOc9maFPq1VlbK0xGQezK1w/s200/FOOD.JPG" width="172" border="0" /></strong></span></a></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgExe7fZWH5IdXX3z-s1U7APFmWZQijtqepVUo326WKRK8MbA7VOFDSvOoNbwYCwIy3-zoxUn867d_aaO_meAdrPf3t6tAKrhA1fvFywZxdxUXpZ8ggzrrhJCAFoA7TXYrXIje0VA/s1600-h/My+view+from+flat+3.JPG"></a></div><br /><div><br /><br /></div></div></div></div><br /><p></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p></div></div>Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24155281.post-635379489956971712007-07-18T21:28:00.000+08:002007-07-21T07:07:57.296+08:00Coming to Serbia<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmVzQQwsf8_zUwUafwnuv0LHWFaMzHre9AjYLEzUfeFNnvs8UOjQyCIE2wz7jpkCDuYxDBVhB02w0a91Fcr55b-5EKUNyvQ7_Xt6HvZIAYGbsack2p7yezX4bcfbry3H_EWZj7Sg/s1600-h/ZOO+kissing+the+snake.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089419412389936594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmVzQQwsf8_zUwUafwnuv0LHWFaMzHre9AjYLEzUfeFNnvs8UOjQyCIE2wz7jpkCDuYxDBVhB02w0a91Fcr55b-5EKUNyvQ7_Xt6HvZIAYGbsack2p7yezX4bcfbry3H_EWZj7Sg/s200/ZOO+kissing+the+snake.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>My first 7 days in Serbia. Highlights of the week: visit of Belegrade, lost in the city, company introduction and visit of the factory. Here is the story of the Beginning:<br /><br />I came to Beograde at half past 4 am (2,5 h earlier than scheduled). After a moment I switch on the mobile (saving battery during the trip) message from Vlada - current Serbian MCP appeared: 3.31 am: Hey, where are you now? Have you already entered Serbia? Check this with the bus driver, buses are usualy coming earlier... Who ho and here is it, 2,5 hours, EXTRA ULTRA EARLIER. But after waiting of 1 hour hero Vlada appeared and rescued me from sitting on the corner of the path at the Belgrade`s bus station, watching 50 of taxi drivers trying to catch some of people coming from buses which came earlier than scheduled.<br /><br />After amazing tour with my tour guide trough Belegrade (see pictures soon) I catch the bus to Nis. My <strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">AHA moment</span></strong> here: you have to <strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">pay 1 eur only to enter the bus station</span></strong> (+ ticket of course) - for every trip + 30 eur, imagine to go only to some near village 8-/.</div>Evcahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02173566469410814769noreply@blogger.com0