Hana writes

Although time is to be filled with thoughtful work meant writing gradation thesis, I decided differently. Just a few days ago we were connected, I mean our household, to an Internet. ADSL connection is great thing but killing simultaneously; killing valuable time and personal willing to bother by something else. I sit by computer many hours every day since connecting. And what's worse I am conscious of wasting my time which I have so less usually. So why do I keep doing? "I don't know" I'd like to say but honesty order not to lie this. Reasons are few; being lazy is the main one I think. And I am too weak, maybe I just want to feel weak, to fight it over; and start doing something more. First step can be stopped writing this and leave computer, huh? Yeah, I will do this. But after leaving my dear laptop, I will go to the kitchen to fill up my poor stomach. And I feel great by all sides of view. Eating is not as wasting of time. I heart uncountable times that "head cannot think when stomach's empty". Unfortunately Czech version of this saying is more charming, but I can't to share it with you. Because of English. I have nothing against this language generally. I'm using it a lot. I like it. But some times I see the disadvantage of it. Problems caused by simplicity of this overspread language. Languages which I speak by or try to speak are more difficult and English is nothing in comparison with them. Then it makes me sad while I can't to share something great just because my biggest knowledge of language belongs to English or while English is the only way how to communicate.

Reasonable marriage? One of our journalists - Anneke Hudalla, wrote a commentary for Respect n.3 where she called fair between Prague and Vienna reasonable marriage. She meant marriage with no passion, no big love, just it had to. And I agree with her strongly. But I have question: Why? Why is still something bad in a communication and behaviour between these two countries? Can't we do it better? Do we really not know? I'm pretty sure we can, but somebody (I really don't know who) doesn't want to. And I'm wondering who this somebody is and what the reason is.
Anneke by the way asks this: Why nobody is writing directive about transit of camions? Why nobody is interested that Prague and Vienna could be sending one commissar to European commission since 2014? And why nobody bother mutual task about climate protecting?
Do YOU know answers??

Tak Silvestr je za mnou/nami. Jsem v Eskisehiru, za okny se to tvari jakoze snezi, ale oproti snehu v ceske kotline se jedna o slaby "popilek". Vylet nedopadl nejhure ale take nebyl buhvico. Jelo nas na dva autobusy. My jsme tvorili vetsi partu citajici tak deset lidi, z toho ale nekteri vydali i za vice nez jednoho .
Zima nebyla, spise velike teplotni vykyvy. Pres den jsme byli v trickach a nekteri se dokonce brouzdali v mori, ale vecer se rapidne ochladilo a vyjit bez svetru a kabatu si nikdo netroufl. Asi nejvice se mi z vyletu libilo misto s ohni. Takova skala ukryta v porostu (les se tomu neodvazuji rikat, ale mistni to tak nazyvaji), kde se misty plyn dere ven a hori vecnym ohnem. Byli jsme zde vecer za tmy, coz cinilo misto opravdu puvabnym. Sedeli jsme kolem ohnu, pili vino pivo, zpivali, fotili a obdivovali se hvezdne obloze, ktera byla celicka plna hvezd. To v Praze neuvidite.
Bohuzel toho uz vice nenapisu, musim zase jit, ale zkusim zase napsat, tentokrat neco vic.
Papa
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Tak jsem tu zase... V Eskisehiru. Vcera jsme prijeli z Istanbulu. To byla cesta! Tak nejak se zapomnelo odbocit a zajeli jsme si po dalnici 70 kilometru dal, coz znamenalo temer az do Ankary. Takze se zplatilo mytne, za branou jsme se otocili a frceli nazpet. Navic nas v aute bylo sest jo, vtipna cesta. Nakonec jsme kousek od Eskisehiru dokonce jeste predjeli Bulhary, ktere jsme potkali v Burger Kingu za Istanbulem. Radeji si netroufam pocitat, kolik hodin uplynulo, nez jsme se dostali do cile od chvile, kdy jsme opustili byt v ?stanbulu. Jinak v letadle to bylo uuuuzasneee. Pekne se tam o me starali, dostala jsem bajecne papu, vinecko. No basta. Ale... z letadla jsem vychazela jako treti. Jenze ouha, kousek pred passport control (pomerne kus cesty od gatu), jsem si vsimla, ze mi chybi pas s letenkou. Takze celem vzad jsem nabrala smer letadlo. Musela jsem pockat, az se vsichni vylodi a pak jsem si mohla dojit pro pas i letenku, kteri lezeli na zemi, kam spadli se sedadla pri pristani... kdyz jsem se blizila opet k passport control, cestou jsme se promichali my, co jsme prileteli z Prahy s cestujicimi z dalsich dvou letadel. Dokazete si jiste predstavit tu frontu, ktera nastala. A to jsem jeste mela stesti. K okenku jsem se dostala po 20-30 minutach, kde me, jako mnoho mnoho dalsich, chtel urednicek poslat nejdrive k okenku pro vizum. Tak jsem mu vysvetlovala, ze ho nepotrebuji. On totiz chudak videl vizum, ktere jsem dostala, kdyz jsem do turecka jela na erasmus a myslel, ze ho potrebuji i ted. Nevim, co mi pomohlo, jestli par slov v turectine, kterymi jsem ho pocastovala anebo jsem se mu libila anebo me chtel mit jednoduse z krku. Tak ci tak nakonec sklopil oci, nalistoval stranku, kam bouchl stempl a ja mu dala sbohem.

Jenze na tabuli uz nebyl nas let napsany, takze jsem nevedela, na kterem pasu mam tasku. Celou halou jsem se prosla tak ctyrikrat. A zacala byt nastvana. Az na me zavolal jeden zamestnanec a pomohl mi. Musim se pochlubit, ze jsem s nim mluvila pouze turecky . Ten me poslal k pasum, kde by ma taska mela byt. Byla. hura. Hodila jsem si bagl na zada a sla jeste do duty free shopu pro c?garety, o ktere me kluci poprosili. Tam se se mnou dal do reci turek prede mnou, co kupoval ledove cokolady. taky turecky. Vysvetloval mi, po pocatecnim zjistovani, jestli jsem turkyne nebo odkud, cenove rozdily cigaret na letisti a mimo. Proto jsem je tam ale kupovala, ne? Salak yaa.

To bylo posledni, co jsem potrebovala a uz jsem s ulevou zamirila ven. Mimochodem jsem zapomnela poznamenat, jaka panovala na letisti teplota. Uz v letadle jsem se zdesila, kdyz kapca oznamoval, ze je v Istanbulu 10 stupnu...

Takze jsem venku chodila v tricku a kabate. Tady v Eskisehiru uz je sice chladneji, ale dziny, tricko, lehjky svetrik a kabat staci. Jsem zvedava, jak bude v Olymposu. Ted uz ale musim koncit, jdeme se nekam najist.

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