Ha! And it happened. Mentioned before, the word that I will do free screenings in various cities. Why would I lie? Or can not make up your act? I see no reason for doing so! Remember: bimbania never too much! Although Bimba pasikońskie little to do with a potter.
Individualists! crowds and come March 5 at the Center for Reanimation in Wroclaw film will be 'SEASON IN LIONS' ! Details HERE , and I Flee the Koltinki Kłodzka for a while:)
I write about it again because the case did not przedawniła. Store Waldemar boards (known musician, co-founder of DAAB) is beautiful in its simplicity, eco-lodge, which Waldek lives with his wife. Sam I am going to build something very similar, although certainly not in this country. Polish law is sick and it is a fact (who deny it?). Urzędasy ordered the demolition of this incredible cottage, because ... no paper! Administrative Waldek wants to throw trash from his home! Board began the fight against senseless building law, which turned into a struggle for freedom and human dignity. I support her throughout her serduchem!
Urzędasy in Poland is a big pile and a pile of strength. We too can make a pile of them. I urge you to familiarize with the topic, spread the petition to your friends include links, urge to act, not to the eternal complaints.
Yes, it's true. I was a baker and a daily early morning baking cookies, muffins and bread. Employees from the bakery did not know who I am, therefore, probably seems strange to them ... Very rarely, after all, take part in a "normal" life. Not used to being with people with whom I do not want to stay or to work in the Vistula country ... overwhelming concrete jungle, gray streets and face the problems Tired people, noise, fumes and cold - weather not conducive to the spirit. In particular, the sad faces, full of frustration, grief and anger. As if it was given to them in an instant see all the meanness of the world, and never were able to forget. Worried faces as if they thought only about this not to happen is nothing worse. Pervasive strength, shame, stoop, her eyes stuck in the sidewalks full of dog buy. Heads up a Scally raise the gates, "the sky over Silesia." A week ago broke the nose of a small blonde at the store, my colleague from work. People are pissed off from the bakery, zrzędzą and lamentations. They will have yet more work. But Wroclaw is one of the most Polish cities. And the warmest. Buried concerts, is to choose from! Full of multiple workshops, courses, dances, wygibasów, projects, events, action and reaction! Lots of students is rampant on the pubs, and even there is no shortage of good events. Except that neither I nor the daisy, the events do not go (Resting time has come to binge), the odds unbeaten (no cash), Kasia dances on the Workshop of Silence, a project ends Misiek "Season on the lions." Behind the door of our apartment we find solace ... Above all the rest of the world and chaos. We both find ourselves now in search of Harmony, we walk to the source ... Zaleciało banality, because the lyrics tend to be poor. Yes, the social zapadliśmy winter sleep, to recharge the batteries before the journey into the unknown. After two cold months in a tiny tent in Norway and five weeks spent in a small Mazda in Switzerland, at last we have a big room with big bed in Wroclaw! A real bed, no mattress! We have a tiled stove and wood stove to gas, vegetables, herbs and spices. live with the two Spaniards in the high ceiling town house in a maze of beautiful old buildings, which each day presents us with its diversity. The neighborhood is located A bakery with traditionally baked bread, no conditioner and enhancers (not what I'm baking), meat with meat without preservatives (made from the animals fed natural feed), a tiny, fragrant warzywniak with a nice grandmother, and even eggs from the village you can buy without any codes on the shell, I really like those delicious eggs.
