In case you know a medication that helps serious sea-sickness, please don’t hide that piece of infromation from me. My common sense is somewhere on a faraway beach having coctails with my dignity and laughing at me from the distance which leaves me here thinking about how I could get out on the ocean/sea again. Continue reading
I’d say I’ve never been more disappointed in all my life, but it wouldn’t be true. As if it changed anything… And before anyone had a word about me being negative. “Think Pink” was my old blog.
And as much as I try not to, I still do. I’m happy this trip involved so much travelling with train, this way I got to talk to people with whom I probably wouldn’t have talked to. And the others – with whom I happened to talk to anyway – I’m not interested in people – I know it might not be a good thing – but this way, once again it turned out they all are pretty nice. I happened to talk to them, got to know them a little bit – a teensy little bit as for how short time we spent together – and I got to like them. I guess that must be one cause, that I know I get to like people way too fast, thus I try not to get to know them, this way I don’t get to like them, this way I won’t miss them and/or I won’t get disappointed in them. I’m not good at human relations.
I have effin’ high expectations. So high, it’s almost impossible to reach. I could start listing the reasons, but I won’t. It’s not really a public affair afterall.
Officail. I’m freaking out. Hopefully I’ll get over it in… Like, this thought… is just wrong on so many levels. Whatever. Nope, this might not be a post you would understand. Continue reading
Eleget utazni szerintem nem lehet. Ahhoz, hogy megtudjam mennyire unalmas lehet egy reptér (még ha nagy és tele van *nyitott* boltokkal is), ahhoz viszont már utaztam eleget. Az előző bejegyzésemben már írtam arról, hogyan töltöttük mi a kb. 5,5 órás várakozási időnket az isztambuli Atatürk reptéren, most egy másik lehetőségről írok, amiről nem árt tudni.
I think travelling is never enough. But you can have enough travelling experience to learn how boring an airport can be (even if it’s big and have a lot of *open* shops). In my previous post I’ve written about how we spent the ~5,5 hours we had at Atatürk Airport, but here I present you another opportunity you should know about. Continue reading
Stating “Istanbul: check” would be a serious exaggeration, but still, in a way, it’s a teensy bit true. 🙂 Continue reading
I said this to at least 2 crying guest girls before my wedding. I don’t remember why they cried, but it doesn’t really matter anyway. Another damned wedding dream in which everyone’s so happy, except for me. Why? Like WHY do I keep having these ridiculous dreams? I remember the (probably) first such dream. I remember I was happy then. Until I realized I don’t have a clue who the hell is Peter – I’m marrying. Ever since I don’t even have a name, I don’t have a face, I don’t know anything about the other one, I just know everyone’s happy, but me. I can’t help, but repeat myself: WHY? Continue reading