20. septembra 2011

Complete the sentence: "Life ... a change"

Ktosi raz povedal a ktosi raz v blogu napísal “The only thing constant in life is change”. Jediné, čo je v živote stále je zmena. Mení sa všetko. Mení sa počasie, móda a vkus. Menia sa ročné obdobia, valutové kurzy a zákony. Menia sa názory, postoje a ciele. Menia sa hranice, miesta trvalého pobytu a adresy odosielateľa. Menia sa statusy na Facebooku, GPS a tie rodinné. Menia sa chute, vône a povrchy. Menia sa parlamenty, dĺžky sukní a dokonca aj ten obal od BB pudingu. Všetko sa mení. A hlavne ľudia.

Každá zmena potrebuje čas. Na adaptáciu, pripôsobenie, vstrebanie, nazvite si to, ako chcete. Niektorá viac a niektora menej. Niektorá bližšie a niektorá ďalej. Vraj o tom je život.

A preto som teraz opäť tu. V Dubline. Nie sme, som.

Ktosi iný povedal “The only way is forward.” Jediná cesta ja tá vpred. A tak kráčam, krok za krokom, vpred a hádam bližšie k sebe.

Do skorého čítania.

26. februára 2011

7 things I miss from Ireland

Is it really the first post this year??? I must have been very busy :)) I guess I was..so, there we go...

I meant to write this post a good few weeks ago but somehow, I always had other stuff to do...sometimes the inspiration goes away when I don’t put it down to paper when it’s fresh but this one keeps coming back to me…the thoughts and feelings about are still there…and somehow I feel I cannot write anything else before I populate this one…of course, the last couple of weeks were busy enough to think about things like blogging but it’s a bit quieter now and I’d like to put down some other news so I had to finish this one first…:)

And what I actually mean?? The little things I didn’t really realise or appreciate enough when I was in Ireland…nothing crucial but sometimes essential…
1) The proximity of everything…or better said, the accessibility of getting to places…oh how I wish there was a LUAS line here…and even better a stop situated 10 minutes walk from my home as before…shopping and getting stuff would be so much easier..not only the buses here are sometimes very scary, their schedule is very funny…and not particularly regular…even travelling to the capitol would be a different story…although so far, that service is quite fine…and with a good train it only takes 35 minutes..but still...I got very lazy...or let’s say comfort-orientated..
2) Flat footpaths…one of those things you don’t really realise you need until it’s not there…so now, when I don’t have my yella fella waiting outside waiting to take me anywhere comfortably but I have to walk some distances, all the glamour gets away and no heels are allowed…they became dangerous with all those bumps and holes and uneven surface all over the place…so a pair of boots with nice flat soles is my new friend now…even though I still sometimes try to persuade myself ad take the ankle boots :)
3) Seafood chowder and a proper Irish breakfast…not really healthy diet things, I agree, but sometimes, you really have the nibbles for it…while the second one isn’t so difficult to prepare, it’s not the same, the sausages are different, the bacon is more bacon than meat, the cheese is rarely cheddar and the beans, well, I found some cans in groceries but still keep looking for the proper Heinz version… (in that endeavour I found Heinz Original Tomato Soup which I’m absolutely pleased with!! And always remember what Ken (KMcI for those who know) said – there’s something healing in that soup)..so god bless the globalisation and the fact that Tesco or M&S are here as well and at least with the Ulster fry, there might not be necessary the local supplements, but all the real stuff should be available :)))
4) Penneys…and the other cheap good fashion stuff I miss a lot…and even though the throw-away fashion isn’t the best option and I also prefer quality long lasting stuff, I still cannot afford it :)or at least all of the wardrobe…so the freedom of going shopping, find some really good pieces if you’re lucky and not spend a fortune is one of the things lacking here…around, I still have that feeling that the brand is the most important thing..and not the style or look…and uniformity is quite regular…all teenage girls have to wear the skinny jeans, over-knee boots, small jackets and look all exactly the same…
5) Understanding of customer service…and about this I could write for ages…me, as a nice customer and an understanding creature, can appreciate if there is stress and pressure on the sales people let’s say before Christmas and when the shop is full…but a lot of them are nasty all the time, with the look that could kill..and if you as a customer have to demand their help…the other day I was in a no-named telephone operator shop and was “served” by a man, who couldn’t be arsed…I had a problem and he wouldn’t give a s*?t about its solving or helping me as such. He just answered my questions while I tried to get somewhere towards solving it…he just made me absolutely sad…how this kind of people can work in services??? And if he only would be alone…but not a chance, the old clerks’ system from the years before here is sooo engraved in people that it is really sad and frustrating…
6) Non-smoking bars and pubs…really, I could run now to McSorley’s or Keoghs…to find a good place where they serve good pints or cocktails and it’s not filled with thumb thick cigarette smoke is quite a challenge…as the law is still not on my side and the people are still so stupid that they’ll rather stink like an ashtray when going out, it is putting me off to even go out and have fun…is it really sooo difficult to go for that fag outside, go back and have fun with all your friends regardless on their smoking habits and then go home and don’t stink horribly?? I only hope that the parliament people will be brave enough to support this by law, come on, when it was approved in Ireland (and it’s successful!), it cannot be so heartbreaking here!!!but sometimes the obvious things in life are the ones we cannot cope with…but that is not only about smoking now :)
7) And the last but not least – what comes to mind now – is English. Specifically thinking and creating in English….in my new job now, the use is minimal, I’m trying to find ways how I can use it more because it’s really something I miss…I didn’t even think so…but I became a part of me and doesn’t seem to be fading away….and that’s why this post is in English too…to not to forget..and to please….

I’m sure there would be more…but 7 is enough for now…and hopefully I will soon mention some of things I like here and they are worth to write about…
For now, I can only promise that the next post will be positive…about the two new things in my life – the job and the apartment…so write you soon….

3. novembra 2010

The last Irish one (for now:))

After my last post in English I got slagged over that (oh big time!) because my mum couldn’t read it..hmm..I hope she will forgive me now…giving the fact that I am leaving Ireland and coming back home;) literally..I’m typing this in the aeroplane…and by coming back as you know now I don’t mean a little holiday…but getting back back…for good as they say…
A new chapter in my life just begun this morning when I woke up (pretty early) and tried to push rest of my life into two apparently small bags…so I pushed harder ;)) even though, some allowances had to be made so my lovely Janka got the nice task ship rest of my possession (however pathetic but still mine) back to Slovakia…god love her!..so after a very early visit at hers (when I also left a good bit for her, she doesn’t need to worry about tea and alcohol stock for a while ;)) I rushed (well, depending on the bloody traffic around Dundrum at the morning hour) to the car park where I met the new owner of my little yella fella…be good, you served me well..I had a good time with you…:) and then again, walking through the malls, breathing the retail air as my boss would say, I went home to wrap it up there, clean up a bit so they don’t get a bad impression about Slovaks, leaving the keys in the letterbox, as in a movie…and with tears on the edge, I went for my very last time to the office…well, not for the very last time, I will be back…just this time last time…everything was as it is always…busy, pulsing, breathing, living…I just popped in for a quick 15 minutes.. I couldn’t bear more…the tears were too close…last thoughts, last hugs and kisses, last goodbyes and see you soons….I am so going to miss that place…it meant a lot me, an awful lot…and it still means…you see, tears again…
But there is the time in everybody’s life when you need to move on..move…always on the move…I don’t mind giving it’s forward…so I have to embrace my sadness of leaving one life behind and look up to the new one..even though now I feel insecure but that just because it’s a new beginning… in an old place but still new…I don’t know what’s around the corner so there’s no point in getting depressed (yeah, read this in a month) or worried or anything else…just live..yeah, easy to say… but sure, who said it’s going to be an easy one, right? Getting back to be Slovak in Slovakia…it might seem simple enough but somehow I got further to this over the last couple of years…and I’m curious how I will settle back...and maybe this is only my mind wondering because has nothing else to do right now…maybe everything will be grand, sure why not, we’ll see…we always will see…the future when it comes to us… and in my little case that one starts in about 2 hours when this Boeing 737-800 lands…
For the last couple of weeks I’m getting these sixth sense feelings (type: I’ll see you again, our paths will cross again- I might just get mad alright!) but they are usually true…and I have a feeling that even though this blog was started to get me and you with me through my life in Ireland, it won’t finish now…it will serve the purpose of getting things off my chest…and sure that’s handy anytime…
And it doesn’t matter if it’s in English, Spanish, Slovak, it’s here for me to write loud what’s bothering me, what’s keeping me happy, laughing or crying…and if only one person reads it, that’s more than enough…
So…I guess I get back to sleep now, because with all my un-organised planning and packing and stuff around I have absolutely no bloody clue where my headphones are so I can’t watch anything in here..:(

[Mumford&Sons]…where you invest your love, you invest your life…I lived in Ireland…now it’s time to love more…goodbye Dublin…hello Slovakia….