As I´m in Denmark already for few days (and the WIND and the gray weather are my new best friends :D) my mind is still somewhat in sunny Moldova eating all those fruits (where I was for almost 2 months) and talking with all those AMAZING people. So, my moldovan Moldovan experience... - very walkable in the green green capital (next to all those cars though).. love walking, especially under those trees that make a gift of all this white-cottonwool-like floating stuff in the air. Romantic! - the market culture. Pieta Centrale - my favourite thing. I swear, I got high every time I went there and got something THE CHEAPEST. whoooooh (Y) - like zuccini kilogram for 2 lei!!!!! How can this NOT make you LOVE life... - eating loads of fruit NOW, because It actually goes bad very soon (read: no artificial crap inside or on them). I also noticed that local wannabe juices (sugar drinks) didn´t have fructose glycose syrup (bigger enemy than sugar!) in them :O - moldovans do love sugar though (and salt) in big quantities, and I guess I blame the country for making me a sugar addict :P at least I left with much bigger need for suggar than I came in. All those small brinzas and cherry placintas, napoleons and other crazy stuff I found there. well, what to do :) - buying the drinking water OM (!) in those 6l bottles :D very zen :D :D - goat brinza without salt... mmmmmm. - the moldovan non logic. for example - we lost internet and inspite all our efforts to get someone official interested in helping us. it just didn´t happen for 7 days... - in Kishinev very important meeting places - the monument and the arc! :D - Komsomolskaja lake - magic!!! - drinking TEA and hanging out at Art-Lab (Y) - learning basic drumming, performing with afro-dance. - learning to do a lot of handicraft... including DREAM CATCHERS. cool cool - practicing russian. the softest language on the planet, yes :) - seeing how much work it is to organize an open air festival in the nature. unreal - dancing my ass off in Tipographia and in Art-Lab´s festival electro tent (totally sober). wow! My first psy party. Psytrance in the nature... what a dangerous combination, oxygen toxification guaranteed :D - I should probably say something about the men as well. Even though I found moldovans a rather slowly warming up people, the local guys are rather cute and open enough in reassuring you over and over again that you have a chance with them if you want to. That almost never happens in Estonia, so thumbs up (Y) -crying my eyes out laughing with the crazy humorous people around me :¤ :¤ Everywhere I go, there are ALWAYS the right people, who make me sooooo happy!!! Love and light! Yeah! I already know I will return someday ;)
Posted on: Sun, 06 Jul 2014 22:50:28 +0000
Trending Topics
Recently Viewed Topics
© 2015