Rome. Week3.

Tiring but still smiling & Vogue shock.

I got cold. Since there is no exact word in english for "katar", as it is in polish, then I explain it: is/was a kind of cold when your nose is aching, head is two times heavier and eyes are crying without the permission. Today is better. I will call this week a weather week. Because, unexpectedly, surprisingly and without notice it started to rain. I like notice. I need notice. I have lazy habit of having expectations about weather. Since nothing explicitly interesting is happening this week, except my improvement of italian, boring discoveries of goods in shops, continuity of searching which museum to visit, which brunch cafe to visit (finally I have to do a bit of glamour hipster lifestyle), well, except this nothing much really is hapening so I choosed the "weather" theme for this week.
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Oh, maybe one crucial thing happened: I bought a fashion magazine ! And: I am dissapointed by the very Vogue Italia, march edition itself. What a disaster: I paid 5 euros for 4,00 cm thick piece and all I received was 3,50 cm thick commercials in pictures and 0,50 cm of the content that looked like non commercial text+photos. Dear Vogue, please return me my precious 5 euro, plus the cost of effort, cost of transport (heavy) and cost of lost hope that I will never get back!!! And also you could pay me for looking at this all ads, in a despair, waiting for some worthy content!
What happened to the fashion world? What are you guys doing there in Vogue Italia?!!!??? Eating brunch with marketing department? Come on! Don`t be such loosers. Let me belive in you! Knock knock! Anyone`s there?

Rome. Week 2.

End of week two was a set of two kinds of events. Of course good and bad. Some came from my thoughts, some came from the external world :) Sure is one thing: I will not fight. And why.
I will not fight with things I am not sure if they exist in the shape I see them.
Very wise.
And now, more explanation.
The place I am is different than the places I know. It may be different in the aspects I am not aware of at the moment. Very probable.
So: one should should should act and react when something something something is not according to his hers expectations, beliefs, goals and prejudices. An automatic thinking. But how can you know how it should be ? And should not be? You should not know that. It that right? Well, at least it is right for me. Which is maybe understood to me and to noone else, but this week I cannot care.
Well, it was still a little bit sad week (again), but there were some sparkles in that merged mass.

Rome. Week 1.

I am really delightful to have the opportunity to visit one of the most fabulous cities in the world, that is Rome. (I mean Rome in Italy). It has been the 7th day of my stay here, second week has started, with 15 weeks to go. My first two days were absolutely amazing and full of my energy towards the city. The feeling of something huge, enormous and so deeply historical, it was my feeling indeed. I took a run. (...etc)